LET DOWN YOUR HAIR !

[ TEXT TO: RAPUNZEL ] sounds like something a satanist would say 🤔 [ TEXT TO: RAPUNZEL ] some weird stuff happened in town not that long ago. u kno how things can mutate

[ TEXT TO: RAPUNZEL ] upcharges? i’d say ur on ur way to being a satanist after all [ TEXT TO: RAPUNZEL ] don’t stress, i won’t spread it around

[ ✉ : CAMERON SOLOMON ] Being  a  savvy  businesswoman  does  NOT  make  me  a  satanist!  

✝ — A PURPOSEFUL TEASE, ONE HE EXPECTS HER RESPONSE FROM. As such, when her hands meet his he’s already sliding out of his chair, object of desire in his hands, wrist flicking and causing it to disappear - a spell he learned a while back. A stagger and a turn and he’s facing her, wiggling the fingers of his now empty hand, a SLY SMILE on his face. 

“Well now it’s in another dimension until I call it back,” his tone playful in nature, runes around his wrist as he concentrates on the spell at hand. “Could you afford me just a moment to EXPLAIN before I give it to you?” 

OF  COURSE  HE’D  BEEN  PREPARED.  yet  somehow  she  finds  herself  amazed  at  his  quick  sleight - of - hand.  her  parted  lips  and  wide  eyes  betray  that,  just  for  a  moment,  before  she  composes  herself  as  someone  who  is  very  much  annoyed  as  she  straightens  back  upright,  emptyhanded.  “clever.”