Caleb doesn't say much as they walk through the antique store, far too enraptured by all of the cool shit this place has to really hear anything anyone else is saying.
At least until he hears his cousin telling him not to touch the extremely cool and very old star-themed swordcane that he was totally about to touch. He tucks his hand in his pocket, the picture of innocence. He wasn't touching anything. You can't prove it.
But then they're told to close their eyes and "let the magic happen" and yeah. Yeah this is weirdly familiar and Caleb does not think he likes this feeling. He opens his eyes, half expecting to be in a weird dream world with a werewolf thing and champagne that lets him walk on walls--]
Oh, this is much better than the hotel. [Hotel? Anyway.] And we can just stay here for now?
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Caleb doesn't say much as they walk through the antique store, far too enraptured by all of the cool shit this place has to really hear anything anyone else is saying.
At least until he hears his cousin telling him not to touch the extremely cool and very old star-themed swordcane that he was totally about to touch. He tucks his hand in his pocket, the picture of innocence. He wasn't touching anything. You can't prove it.
But then they're told to close their eyes and "let the magic happen" and yeah. Yeah this is weirdly familiar and Caleb does not think he likes this feeling. He opens his eyes, half expecting to be in a weird dream world with a werewolf thing and champagne that lets him walk on walls--]
Oh, this is much better than the hotel. [Hotel? Anyway.] And we can just stay here for now?