#{c:will}

Eu vou ser sincero, William. Não faço muita questão de ressuscitar um laço que já está enterrado. Assim como você também não está, tenho certeza.

Darcy knocked on the door to the dressing room, which stood open, with Will as the only one in it at the moment. She leaned against the side of the door and smiled shyly at the girl. “Hey,” she said with a small wave. “How’s it going?”

James didn’t miss the grimace. He couldn’t, not when breakfast at Merl’s should be met with nothing but excitement and a sprint towards the door. “An older couple tries to chat us up and I promise to tell ‘em to fuck off. Pinkie promise it even if ‘ya need it,” he offered, outstretching his hand, pinkie finger extended. Not many older witches and wizards got it, but this was just nearly secondary to the Unbreakable Vow. “What?” he responded, word blurting out shortly after her own. Unsure, he brought the collar of his shirt up to his nose and sniffed. Fine. “I mean… think I’m good, ‘less you got any complaints.”

            Baelfire peeked out behind the tree at the strange boy who was coming near him. His hands curled against the bark as he analyzed the way the boy walked and . . .Smelled ? He smelled like something Bae had never smelled before, almost like candy but better. Was he magic? His big brother always warned him that magical beings could be smelled from distances away and always smelled really good. His little fangs poked out just over his bottom lip as his big, doe eyes looked at the boy. 

“W-Who are you?” Bae asked. 

“great..” the small-framed girl muttered. she was coming home from work, late, stopping at the gas station. she just needed a drink, but instead was getting gawked at by some creepy guy outside. he began approaching her, mumbling nonsense. “look dude, i don’t want any trouble.” still, the intoxicated man was cornering her. “hey, step the fuck back before I make you into my dog’s next meal.” she threatened, yet he persisted.