“I hope the clothes I grabbed from your academy room are okay ? I wasn’t sure what you would be in the mood to wear, but the leather jacket was a must have, obviously.”
𝕴𝖙 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖉 𝖙𝖔 𝖈𝖔𝖕𝖊 ; 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖚𝖒𝖆 𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖙𝖔𝖔 𝖋𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖍 . oh but how he tried to find solace in her . for the angels that battled in his head to be put at bay so easily . perhaps for this moment he could forget the torment . get lost in her . because he wants to be better , for the both of them . he feigns a smile . “ It’s perfect . If I can’t trust Sabrina Spellman with my fashion choices , who can I trust ?“