After twelve dozen cupcakes, Stefan could live without ever seeing another one again. (Though he'll admit, having a ready stash of cupcakes does help, even if they're not-quite-apology cupcakes.)

"You probably should." He wouldn't fight it, anyways. Not when it would distract him from his own mental turmoil. "Was that the whole reason you were looking for me?"

Because frankly, he didn't think this was a chance meeting. Not when he didn't believe in coincidences.