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sophie pulled a confused face at his words, not sure if she was supposed to be offended or not. “wait, what?” she inquired after he had looked her up and down, her confusion only deepening as their conversation went on. “don’t think a prayer circle will bring it back, but i’d love to try. honestly, these are the days i really wish i was a witch. black magic would definitely help in a case like this,” she stated before a deep sigh fell from her lips, “guess i’ll never see my umbrella ever again. i think i’ll go drown my sorrow with a few shots, wanna join?”
“oh yeah, i’d be on some harry potter shit. except not really, ‘cause he’s pretty lame. i’d be on some neville longbottom, dean thomas shit. it’d be tight,” kye rambles for a moment. his eyebrows raise at the mention of shots and all he can say is: “hell yeah. got a place in mind? if not, i know a place a few streets down.”