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What in the hell was going on? How the hell had he made it here? Where the hell had he come from?
Bet he lost his powers and shell nurse hi back to health
a dull buzz ignited over my fingers,
Yuuuuuup
“Get better.” “I can’t…” Why was I so out of breath? “Just get better.” “Wrong. Make it happen.” Even snorting hurt. “Stop it.” I sniffled some more. “Get better,” he insisted in that familiar, rich voice.
Does he know something
The muscles beneath my fingers flexed, and I whistled again, pleased with him for playing along, before I let go.
Ooooo butterflies
