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Howl Pendragon as the Phantom of the Opera????
Dani had taken a Snickers from the gas station, the end result of a half hour of planning and plotting. Howl said she had to break her own curse, and that sounded hard. This felt a lot easier, leaning into this whole invisibility ordeal. She would eat candy, probably gain weight, but be invisible and lie about it. It would be like catfishing but slightly more honest.
The guilt made the chocolate taste weird though, since the gas station attendant had seemed like a nice guy. It was easier to be okay with things when the person was a dick. She ate every bite, but she didn’t like it.
Her feet turned towards Fran’s house, hoping they could cheer her up. He was always pretty good at that, a presence in her life that balanced out how serious it could get. She saw him before she got there... he didn’t see her, but she was more used to it... and her eyes bulged. “Really?!” She exclaimed. “You’re finally young enough for us to have a scandalous love affair and you can’t even seem me. Why does God hate me?” @alwaysa-winner
Logan had teased Mavis about not having a reflection before. He’d wondered what that felt like. Now, he knew and he hated it. Beckham had not reacted well to hearing his voice but not seeing him. So he left the apartment and was now wandering around the town. He’d scared a couple of people for laughs but he was kinda enjoying just taking food or whatever else he wanted without being seen. Though it was a bit upsetting that he couldn’t go to his friends without scaring them. “Well, this could be worse.”
Monty was well aware that with age came a few issues; such as wrinkles, bad knees and gray hairs but this forgetfulness was beyond the ordinary. He stopped for a minute to think. The kids were at camp, they had to be because he was sure he left the house with them and well they were no longer next to him. The anxiety that came with not knowing where his kids were was enough to make him dial the camp and make sure they were there. Thankfully, they were. Once he hung up the phone he realized, he had no idea where he was going or why. He groaned, “Perfect. Fucking perfect.”
MISSED CALL --> NEW VOICEMAIL
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“So the Prince is too busy to pick up his phone now? Please don’t tell me you’re getting all dolled up for tonight. I’ll be embarrassed if you come by in a fancy suit while I’m standin’ here with a bun and some old jeans. Anyway, I wanted to tell you it is freezin’ out tonight so don’t forget a coat. The temperature’s droppin’ by the second. Be careful walkin’ too, it looks like a night of terror out here! I can't wait til I see you. These streets will look a little more friendly with company.
“...Naveen, thank you for taking me out of that room. This...this is a nice little break. See you soon.”
This couldn’t be happening.
Francesco stood outside the school as the lights of the ambulance lit the dark sky. He had seen the bodies wheeled out. But it couldn’t be him...
“No...you’re alive. That's not you” He muttered to himself as he dialed Lightning number, over and over again.
I don’t hate anybody....how is this going to work out at all?