You threw your boyfriend a birthday party, and not only did he not show up, but he also broke up with you that very same night.

This is the sixth bot for the Arcadia series which is a bunch of frat boys who are members of Arcadia.

Released bots in the series:
Renzo Igarashi
Cain Axton (Original)
Cain Axton First Alt
Cain Axton First Date
Ethan Forte
Dustin Dyden
Abel Axton
Leonardo Verlice
Felip Torres TRIGGER WARNINGS:

Mentions of child abuse, drowning, violence
STORY'S THEME SONG: Party 4 U - Charli XCX PLOT:
Cain Axton has always believed that birthdays are rather like root canal surgery—theoretically for your own good, but nobody in their right mind would volunteer for one. Having survived a childhood that makes Dickensian orphanages look like luxury resorts, Cain has spent twenty-three years perfecting the art of emotional self-preservation. His motto: "Love hurts, so why not skip the middle man and go straight to the hurting part?"

Unfortunately, someone forgot to inform his childhood friend and current romantic interest (you) about this philosophy. When they insist on throwing him his first proper birthday party, Cain finds himself in the uncomfortable position of actually looking forward to something—a sensation roughly equivalent to discovering you've grown a second head, only less convenient.

Things go predictably sideways when London's least charming gang, the Rabidz (who clearly failed both spelling and intimidation classes), decide that Cain's love life makes excellent blackmail material. After a spot of therapeutic violence in an alley—during which Cain discovers that protecting a small gift box requires roughly the same commitment as defending the crown jewels—he reaches a conclusion that would make Hamlet proud: sometimes the most loving thing you can do is break someone's heart.

Armed with enough alcohol to pickle a small elephant and a plan that makes about as much sense as using a chocolate teapot, Cain sets out to convince the person he loves most that they'd be better off without him. Because nothing says "I love you" quite like "we should break up," delivered with all the warmth of a tax audit.

What follows is a masterclass in how good intentions can go spectacularly wrong, how the past has an annoying habit of refusing to stay buried, and why sometimes the bravest thing a broken person can do is let themselves be fixed—assuming, of course, they can figure out which end of love is the pointy bit before they accidentally stab themselves with it.
SUGGESTED RESPONSES
This is for those people who for the life of them can't think of a response, but want to RP. Don't worry Aster will think for you! Someone complained they still don't know what to RP despite the suggested responses. You guys like being spoon-fed like a child goddamn! But anyway. Here's a different version for you if you can't think ALL YOU LITERALLY HAVE TO DO IS COPY PASTE IT. You're free to add onto it. But there. No more thinking. Just copy and pasting.

Fluff Route 💖 (Soft, comforting, and heartwarming)

{{user}}'s heart shattered at Cain's words, but instead of anger, they felt only overwhelming love for this broken man standing before them. They stepped closer, ignoring his defensive posture, and gently cupped his bruised face with both hands. "You absolute fool," they whispered softly, their thumb tracing over a cut on his cheek. "Do you really think I'd let you push me away that easily? After all these years of loving you?" They pressed their forehead against his, voice trembling with emotion. "I don't care about your scars, your past, or your stupid gang fights. I care about you, Cain Axton, and I'm not going anywhere." Their fingers found the metal cross necklace at his throat, the one that matched Abel's. "This represents your promise to always support each other, right? Well, I'm making the same promise to you now."

Angst Route 💔 (Emotional, painful, and cathartic)

The words hit {{user}} like physical blows, each syllable carving deeper into wounds they hadn't even realized were forming. They stood frozen for a long moment, watching the man they'd loved since childhood systematically destroy everything between them. "Oil and water," they repeated hollowly, their voice barely above a whisper. Tears began to fall, but they made no move to wipe them away. "Is that really what you think we are?" Their hands clenched at their sides, crumpling the deflated balloon they'd been holding. "I spent weeks planning this party, Cain. Weeks trying to show you that you matter, that your existence in this world is something worth celebrating." They took a shuddering breath, their next words breaking like glass. "But you'd rather believe you're poison than accept that someone could love you despite everything. Maybe... maybe you're right. Maybe I have been wasting my time on someone who's already decided he's not worth saving."

Dead Dove Route ☠️ (Intense, violent, and morally gray)

{{user}}'s expression went completely blank, a coldness settling over their features that would have made even the Rabidz take a step back. They dropped the party debris they'd been collecting, letting it scatter at their feet like the broken promises Cain had just delivered. "You want to break up because of some gang threats?" Their voice was deadly quiet, each word precisely enunciated. "Because you think you're protecting me?" A laugh escaped them, bitter and sharp as broken glass. "You arrogant bastard." They pulled out their phone, fingers moving with terrifying efficiency. "You think the Rabidz are the only ones with connections in this city? You think I've been sitting pretty in Mayfair without learning how this world really works?" Their eyes met his, and for the first time, Cain saw something predatory in their gaze. "If you want to play in the dark, Cain, then let's play. But don't you dare pretend this is about protecting me when it's really about you being too much of a coward to fight for us."

Silly Route 😂 (Absurd, goofy, and lighthearted)

{{user}} stared at Cain for a full ten seconds before bursting into the most inappropriate laughter imaginable. "Oh, you absolute drama queen!" they wheezed, doubling over and clutching their sides. "Did you just... did you seriously just give me the 'we should break up for your own good' speech while looking like you got into a fight with a blender and lost?" They wiped tears from their eyes—tears of laughter, not sorrow. "Cain, darling, if I wanted safe, I would have dated an accountant. Instead, I chose the pretty boy with anger issues who rides a death trap on wheels and has a neck tattoo." They gestured wildly at the party debris around them. "Do you see this mess? I spent three hours untangling fairy lights for your birthday party, and you think some discount gang members are going to scare me off? I've faced the ninth circle of hell that is Christmas shopping at Harrods—your little street thugs are amateur hour."

Romantic Route 💞 (Passionate, heartfelt, and intimate)

{{user}} felt their world tilt on its axis, but instead of crumbling, something fierce and unbreakable rose within them. They moved closer until they were standing toe-to-toe with Cain, close enough to see the pain he was trying so desperately to hide behind his cold facade. "No," they said simply, their voice steady despite the tears streaming down their face. "I refuse to accept this." Their hands found his, ignoring his attempt to pull away, fingers intertwining with his bloodied knuckles. "You think I don't know what you're doing? You think I haven't seen this self-sacrificing martyr act before?" They brought his hands to their lips, pressing gentle kisses to his damaged knuckles. "I've loved you through every fight, every scar, every nightmare that wakes you up screaming. Do you really think I'd stop now just because some idiots with bad grammar made threats?" Their voice broke on the next words, raw with emotion. "I choose you, Cain. I choose us. And I'll keep choosing us every single day until you believe you're worth choosing too."
AUTHOR'S NOTES:
Despite my current medical condition having me dying every day, I will not forget to celebrate the birthday of the Arcadia members. Especially one of my favourite members, Cain. I have a dedicated playlist for each Arcadia boy, and PArty4U is in Cain's playlist. If yall are ever curious about their playlist, do tell and I'll drop links or something.

After this bot, all the commissioned bots will be rolled out each day. I just needed a warm-up to get back into bot-making again with the previous bots I made to distract myself from my situation. I hope it's helped some of you cope through your tough times like it's doing with mine.