#guardedstarter

“ ‘Pretty sure one night of excruciating pain can cope up to a whole week of cramps, nausea and hormones. -----Lets not get into that augment. “

“--Forget about it, I’m running late.”

“Listen, there is no way that Scorpius and Albus were not at least a little gay for each other!”

Leslie smiled politely at the stranger who was trying to hit on her before spotting and making eye contact with someone she knew across the room. “Help me,” Leslie mouthed.

Birch is not quite sure why he can’t leave the restaurant; even after his shift is over, his feet don’t move. Perhaps it’s because it’s the one place he’s getting familiar with; the place he’d been dropped off at and set up with a job before his guardian and mentor disappeared with an urging for him to stay put. As if he’d be back. Or maybe it’s his eyes, cold blues, drawn to the door of the Italian restaurant– As if something were out there.

“How exactly is one supposed to avoid their godfather who also happens to be their boss?”

Excuse me? I'll have you know I'm the most kindhearted morally corrupt heathen here. Now give me that--- You’re not allowed near power tools. 

” Mind turning that shit down?? I could gouge my ears out, and it still wouldn’t drown out your shitty music taste. “