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“The confidence is a facade, trust me. Surprised it’s even working. I get embarrassed all the time because I constantly do embarrassing things. I trip. I fall. I snort. You know the kid who accidentally calls the teacher mom? That’s me. Good thing constant ridicule builds character.” He said, matter of factly, as if it wasn’t borderline pathetic. “Alright, that was way too nice. You’re definitely trying to get me to let my guard down so you can hex me. I’m stealing your hair of the dog, I won’t be caught slipping.” He shot her an apologetic face; he was always killing someone. “What? It’s true.I used to read text books for fun in middle school.”
“Sounds like you do things that every normal human on the planet does. I doubt there’s a person here who hasn’t done one of those things, if not all of them, at least a few times. It’s rare to really get me going, but even I snort when I laugh. Surprised? You seriously are way too hard on yourself. You need to loosen up, I’m not trying to hex you. Since you’re so interested in witchcraft why don’t you try doing some in your spare time? You’ve read up on it, I’m sure you can cast a little enchantment or two. You’ve got the brains,” Erica suggested. “I mean, if that’s what you like doing, okay.”