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Andrew sat next to the bed, his legs crossed as he flicked through his book. The young boy should be waking any second now and he would be hungry. Andrew had a few blood bags on hand, wanting to get Ryan’s mind straight before even attempting to do any real kind of feeding. While they might be vampires, Andrew had always believed in causing the least amount of harm and remaining as invisible as was possible. Hearing movement, Andrew set down his book and sat forward. “Are you awake, my dear?”

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Alice kept looking toward the clock, watching as the final few minutes of her shift counted down. Of course, just her luck as always, a rush of customers came when there were only a few minutes to spare. By the time Alice was rushing out the back door of the Leaky Cauldron, only just getting her apron of as she did, the Gryffindor was nearly out of breath. “Hi, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m late again. I owe you a pint. I owe you like, ten pints, but that’s besides the point.” Alice put her hand onto her hips and bent over a bit as she caught her breath. Why couldn’t there be a career in going out a drinking instead of being the one to serve them? “I need to get in better shape for our training now that I don’t have Quidditch to force me into it.” ( @andrew-davies )

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Closed for @dcpravities (Andrew)

Legoshi was in the locker room changing in the bathroom stall. Even though you could see Legoshi’s shoulder’s, he hoped the scars on his back weren’t showing too much. He couldn’t help but wonder about Andrew.

Andrew wasn’t like Neil-as far as he knew. Andrew already told him he was mediocre. That was the most genuine comment he got- Legoshi was glad to be mediocre. It suits him well- almost makes him think that he’s actually a normal dude and not 6′4 giant and growing. He heard the door open and gasped. Shit he must be late for practice. He perched his still bare shoulders on the stall door.

“Just give me another five minutes.”

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Andrew smiled as he looked the younger man over with a small smile. Scott certainly was a beauty in his own right. Standing up and walking over to the boy, resting his hand on the other’s back. “What are you doing, my sweet?” He had an easy smile on his face. “How about we go shopping, darling? We can buy you some new clothes.” Truth be told he’d buy Scott anything the boy would want. He just wanted to shower the young man in gifts.

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closed starter for @escapexthis

Dustin didn’t have much to do with his time right now while he took a mental health leave from work. At the end of the day, there was only so much that one could do with neither school nor work to keep them busy, and he couldn’t think enough to tinker up a little project for himself or even play a musical note or two within the apartment, unable to recall the notes to his own cello. If he put a template in front of him, maybe. Instead, he found himself biding his time by taking a stroll through the park when everything got either too quiet or too loud in the apartment, attempting to keep himself both grounded and adjusted to what was going on around him. Settling down at a park bench next to another man, he pulled his phone out of his pocket as he rested his bottle of water beside him, looking out to the little pond briefly where the ducks were happily swimming about and feeding on bits and bobs of bread that had been tossed to them over the course of the day. It was serene, if not a little too warm for Dustin’s tastes, he thought, as he scrolled through his news feed, finding himself shooting occasional glances at the man beside him. At first, he thought maybe the older male had struck his paranoia- after all, this medication hadn’t fully kicked itself into gear yet. However, upon further brief inspection, he realized it was out of intrigue. No, this guy wasn’t suspicious- Dustin just recognized him from somewhere. His fuzzy, hazy mind tried to leaf through who the face could possibly remind him of, any of which were either people he had met in the shop before, on his travels, or people he didn’t really expect to run into in a small town. Jesus, why he couldn’t he think it up? Pursing his lips as he tried to leaf through his own memory bank, he turned toward him and addressed him politely, “Um, sir, I’m sorry to bother you but--” The man’s face was familiar, and belatedly, it struck him exactly who it was, though a name escaped him at that very moment, raising his eyebrows. “Aren’t you that guy who did all the... you know, escape artist stuff? National television and everything?”

#can you tell me what is real // cause i've lost my way again (narrative)#c;andrew #escapexthis #hope this is alright!!

Mackenzie was terrified, yet very excited. It felt like she was finally able to go on a little adventure, and it actually takes place out of the city which has never happened with her before. Maybe this was a good first step to finally coming her own person. Before leaving of course, she cast a spell to keep anyone from seeing where she is. She knows that her parents set some kind of spell to alert them when she leaves, but it was easy enough to weaken. After getting her backpack full of anything she might need, she snuck out of her window and ran as quietly as she could, going to the place where they set the meeting.

The sun was just now coming up as she stopped with an exhale. She snuck out. She did it. This was so incredibly exciting, but she just hoped nobody else found out. So the small witch kept her eyes open, waiting for Andrew to show up so they could take off.

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