@witchyheroines for Kyunghu
To say he hadn’t meant to cause the sudden thunderstorm complete with thunder--thus the given name--was quite the understatement of the decade. London had been so dry lately that really they should be thanking him. If they knew. With a tut, he put up the umbrella that he’d had in his opposite hand. That was until Melvin noticed the random woman who was suddenly drenched.
Whoops.
“Pardon me ma’am, would ya like to join me under this umbrella? It just suddenly came up.” He could tell right off the bat that she was a witch, though what kind was hard to tell. Had she seen him literally change the weather right in the middle of a public street? Honestly it was hard to say, though it caught his curiosity all the same--that impish streak.
