#luckily
As he felt he could control it, for now, he gently pushed against Emil’s shoulders, as a sign, hoping that whatever he had done with his phone would result in something, he was sure they had taken it earlier, but he wasn’t sure.
He tried just thinking this was enough, as he had a feeling he was actually under Emil’s control now, at least talking did not seem an option, maybe it would come back, but for now, he had his control back, he could feel it…
Emil started feeling lightheaded, as the energy seemed to wane. Flynn was getting control over it. But despite this Emil didn’t stop, they savored the taste of Flynn’s lips, how sweet they felt and they pulled back, gasping.
Emil: Flynn?…
They gently brushed their face, pushing his bangs away from his eyes. The moment River had gotten the message he had instantly ported into his son’s dorm, only to find him and the dragon gone. He could feel the static energy in the air, enough magic to fill a whole batch of glimmerstones. Cursing and in panic from the message he got, he found one of the roommates.
River: Where’s Flynn?!
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Aww man I sure do love a good old fashion 9am chemestry final on a saturday! Cause it couldn’t just be a final at 9am, no, it had to also be on a saturday.
sigh
WHERE THE FUCK AM I?
In response to the creepy dude that followed me at the Blink-182 concert, I shall now be holding interviews for large guys who want to attend concerts with me and scare people away. Feel free to message me if you are 1) not creepy 2) large enough to scare away wasted guys and 3) up for tiny concerts with good bands.
