“You’re like the warlocks in D&D,” I blurted out, dutifully ignoring how my cheeks tried to flush from embarrassment at dropping that nerd knowledge. “You’re basically magical sugar babies!” Unfortunately—or hilariously from my side of the table—Mael had decided to take a drink right then. My comparison had him sputtering and choking around a mouthful of water, his arm shooting up to try and catch the overflow spillage with his sleeve. I tossed my head back and laughed, the glare he shot at me too adorable when paired with the quiet coughs and the way his eyes watered as he tried to breathe
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