˖ ✶ Confused couldn't begin to describe how he felt. Hazy? Foggy? No, fucking confused. Being attacked by something (someone) that shouldn't even exist. Like what the fuck was that magic? But then next thing he knew he was on the ground semi-unconscious. He felt like he could hear everything okay... but he couldn't seem to open his eyes. It had felt like he was drowning and... Ah, there he was. Hearing Wyclef's voice seemed to help pull him out, even if only a little bit. Could feel the others hand on his and why the fuck was he blaming himself?
"If I hear you say one more time that this is your fault, I'm breaking up with you." He chuckled, squeezing the others hand. "You... You can't control the actions of other... I don't know what the fuck that was, but I don't think it was human." Andrew opened his eyes, frown on his lips. "Enough about me, you okay, baby?"