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Might Be Paranoid | Vinny & Seamus

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Vinny was a fucking disaster. This was just typical. He had barely started living in this new town and he was already ruining it for himself. Was it some kind of sign? A sign that he really wasn’t much suited for civilian life? Maybe it had been optimistic of him, but he had thought for sure that he would have a decent handle on his powers. At the least, he thought he couldn’t do worse than he had before.

Blowing up a tree and infuriating the inhabitants definitely wasn’t the start he had been hoping for. Or anything that he was hoping for. God, he had thought he’d had the worst incidents of magical accidents behind him. They should have been behind him. 

But now a tree was blasted into smithereens, the cops would likely ask him a bunch of unnecessary questions, and Vinny wasn’t safe. He wasn’t safe at all. He attempted at meditating for a little while but that didn’t work. As if meditation was the answer to his troubles. Then he tried calming tea and music and that crap. It didn’t help.

Then finally he came up with a crazy idea: if he made himself a structure to put himself in...something that could seal him off and keep the danger away...well it had to be possible. He researched material that stemmed from magic and otherwise, and he started ordering weird pieces left and right, before finally he was dressed in a hazmat suit dragging some of the raw materials toward a spot he had thought would make for a good panic area. And then the damn bag had to get a hole. “For fuck’s sake ‘m tryin’ to build somethin’ here.”

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Waiting | Sea Finn

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Louie had set it in his head that they needed to go for a swim. Summer had kicked in, and it meant that he wanted to drag his friends to things and doing a bunch of stuff before college. Well, today Finn was the one who was supposed to go have fun with him..only...Louie wasn’t even at home. He’d told Finn to meet him at his place in swim trunks, but then he’d texted when Finn was just about at the place to say he was running late. 

Finn sighed, standing in between the main house and Louie’s place and debating over what to do with himself. He didn’t know how late Louie would be, so he couldn’t very well leave and then have Louie text him a bunch of question marks wondering where he’d gone. But he didn’t really want to just wait around either. 

His eyebrows furrowed and he sat down on the front porch of the Mallards home, reaching for his bag and pulling out his sketchbook that he took most places. He shrugged and started drawing the main house in front of him. He let himself get lost in it for a few minutes until he felt a shadow hovering near him and his head lifted. “O-O-Oh so-so-sorry am I...am I in the w-way?”

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I got all I need When you came after me Fire meet gasoline I'm burning alive And I can barely breathe When you're here loving me Fire meet gasoline Burn with me tonight

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Adventurer Tea Time || Seamus & Alasdair

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The interior of Alasdair MacGille’s home held a big contrast when compared to the outside. A somewhat strict homeowner’s association made sure the exterior couldn’t really be changed much, but they didn’t have any say on the interiors.

Now, one would think that Alasdair would love old houses, but he had his estate remodeled as soon as possible, which now featured plenty of open spaces, white walls and modern furniture, as well as some sculptures and paintings he had acquired over the centuries.

The scot had invited an old friend over. He walked into the sun room that looked over the large courtyards behind the house, and gestured for the other man to do the same. “Make yerself at home, why don’t ye?” he suggested, smiling back at Seamus. It was refreshing to be able to invite someone into your home without fear of letting them know all your secrets. That’s for certain! “Want somethin’ t’smoke? I have tea, too.”