Elethior’s lips part in disgust. “Your ex-girlfriend cursed your familiar?” “Hence the ex part. Apparently I can be a workaholic and she felt I neglected her for my junior year course load. But let’s loop back—you bought my familiar food?” His blush deepens. “I looked into what foxes eat and bought a few things for the next time you summon him. Again, as an apology.” “You bought my familiar food.” My lips curve into a grin. “You bought Nick snacks.”
