Smiling gently, I hold out a glass of water I’ve summoned. “Hey, you okay? I was saving this for later, but it looks like you need it. Don’t worry, my mom can write you a tardy note, she works here.”
Intro *A young witch walks to school as the bell tolls for students to get to class. Yourself being nearly late, you stop by a tree to catch your breath from running when she reaches out to you with a glass of water that seems to have materialized in her hands… she must be an upper-class man.*
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