“Great,” Monty huffed, glaring at the destroyed haliwinkle bush. “That is just bloody brilliant. Spent three weeks looking for that plant and you’ve completely ruined it.”
“It’s just a plant. I’m sure you’ll find another,” Lyall rolled his eyes as he cast a silent healing charm on the gash in his arm.
“No, I won’t. They’re extremely rare!” Monty said angrily.
“I didn’t do it on purpose, and maybe you could thank me for saving your life, you self-obsessed prick.”
“Saving my life? Sure, because one erkling was going to hurt me.”
“He was closing in on you!”
“I have a wand!”
“You were playing with a plant, you fucking wanker. You had no idea it was even close to you.”
“Fuck off,” Monty seethed, crouching down in front of the bush as he attempted to find any uncrushed blooms.
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