"Oh my God, I should have brought a pie or at the very least, some hot chocolate," Tristan says, smacking himself in the forehead at his own lack of foresight. Especially considering the conversation they were about to have. Blushing, he realizes both Kennedy and Riley probably think him a right idiot right about now.
"But, er," he begins again, attempting to run a hand through his hair before remembering how long and unmanageable it is. "We need your help with two things. One, I need something to help reverse this charm that backfired in the kitchen," he says, gesturing to himself. "And more importantly, this girl, Kennedy, drew a picture of you drowning and she has pretty accurate visions."
His voice goes soft with concern at the last part and he chews on his lip, looking at Riley worriedly.
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Date: 2014-05-22 10:53 am (UTC)"But, er," he begins again, attempting to run a hand through his hair before remembering how long and unmanageable it is. "We need your help with two things. One, I need something to help reverse this charm that backfired in the kitchen," he says, gesturing to himself. "And more importantly, this girl, Kennedy, drew a picture of you drowning and she has pretty accurate visions."
His voice goes soft with concern at the last part and he chews on his lip, looking at Riley worriedly.
"I was worried and thought you should know."