by koi.fish » Fri Jun 28, 2019 8:06 pm
Newt couldn’t help but let a small smile spread across his face as he rummaged around the fridge. “Someone looks happy,” Howll smirked as he floated next to his owner’s head. The British boy just laughed,”Yeah well, it’s not everyday I get to go hang out with Brianna.” A few seconds later, Newt had brought out a packet of crackers and some chicken his mother planned on cooking that night. The gray kwami and his miraculous wielder had gone up to his art-filled room to share the food (Newt only had the crackers). “You know, I’m starting to think that both Princess Peacock and Brianna like you,” the wolf kwami teased with a mouth full of food, miraculously not spilling any crumbs. “No they don’t!” the ash-blond teenager replied indignantly. “They’re just.... friends,” he added. Is that true? I know that I definitely like Brianna. But does she like me? What about Princess Peacock? And I’m overthinking again. I’ll just try to enjoy our study session without thinking too much.