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Someone’s...staring at him. Yuuga can’t quite figure out why ( is it because it’s almost midnight and he shouldn’t be out and about at this hour, least of all in his school uniform? ) but it doesn’t really bother him. They don’t seem like a bad person and it is quite flattering. 

Ah.

Is it because of his good looks, then?

Puma rested his chin within his hand, one hind leg cocked as yet another pair of children was unceremoniously plopped upon his back while people chattered and took photos. Truth be told, he didn’t mind the children, but being forced to stand in a small booth with western decor, a heavy saddle cinched tightly around his back as though he was some sort of prop for photos, that was something he’d had to get used to. 

Soft blue eyes stared boredly at the cameras pointed his way, the kids laughing and bouncing in the saddle which caused him to become even more irritated than before, his tail giving a warning swish. Of course they didn’t know any better, but after doing this hundreds of times, his back muscles were aching and the constant pressure was making the centaur even more uncomfortable. 

Still, he stood there, shifting his weight and swishing his tail a little more, though it seemed nobody was paying enough attention to see just how sore and painful he really was. Soon enough, even adults were hauling themselves up upon him to get their pictures taken, the humans running the show smiling away as they pocketed each payment without any regard for how Puma might have felt. 

...For him? I would break my own heart and use the pieces to fix his.

“I heard someone yelling. Is there a problem over here?” The bouncer towered easily over the others, looking at them with a serious expression. While he looked more scary than he actually was due to being a relatively large, muscular person, however he would rather avoid needing to drag someone out of the bar if possible. 

“I don’t mind you having fun and getting loud, however what I just heard didn’t sound like a friendly altercation. If at any point this escalates, I will not hesitate to throw you out if need be, understood?” He said sternly to the aggressor, giving them no room for argument before looking at the other person, expression gentling slightly. 

“W-well, um...” The wizard hesitated, pale face ducking down to avoid the other man’s eyes - which was a mistake, really, as that had him getting a disturbingly good look at his own leg which was...wow, uh...th-that was quite a bit of blood...

“I k-kind of...fell? From, um, o-over there...?” Theodore lifted an arm, motioning above them and up towards a cliff. “I-I wanted to...to p-practice my wind magic, b-but, ah, it didn’t really work out, like, at all, haha...”

Shaky, nervous, pained laughter forced its way out of the wizard’s throat and he swallowed, hard, before looking back up at the other again.