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<span class="mu-b">Why… a MAGICIAN, of course! Liz wasn’t dazzled by the theatrical hand gesture you made at the time, so you did it again!
Still nothing.
“Seriously?”
The question hit you like a pillowcase full of bricks. Well, <span class="mu-i">yea</span>, you reply! Who wouldn’t want to be a magician, right? Dazzle people all over the world, spend the day perfecting new tricks, and you’ve always wanted to be a role model for kids! It’-
Why was she LAUGHING?
“You’re… you’re SERIOUS!” She sputtered, sending food all over the place as she struggled to stop snickering, “I… h-hold on, shit…”
You never wanted to hurt a lady before, still don’t, but at that moment if she fell out of her chair, well…
You wouldn’t help her back up!
Something in your expression tipped her off, and with a deep breath your new coworker’s laughter was replaced with… regret.
“Sorry, Ant,” She muttered a few moments later in a tone you’d never heard her use, “I’m just so used to guys joking about that stuff that…”
She paused. “... Look, I shouldn’t have laughed. It’s really cool that you have such a specific dream, dude.”
Her laughter stung, but her apology alleviated a bit of the pain. Well, you reply with renewed drive in your voice, that’s just gonna make it better when you hit the big leagues!
“Hell yea,” She nodded with renewed approval, “That’s the ticket, Anton. Fuck the doubters.”
What’s… what’s <span class="mu-i">her</span> goal? Something twinkled behind the girl’s shades.
“You’re gonna think it’s stupid…” She muttered, shifting her gaze to her half-eaten torta. Stupider than magic? A quarter-sized smile forms on her face.
“Touche… well my dad always wanted a son, so he kinda taught me a bunch about hunting, tracking, all that manly-man shit.”
Woah, you muttered, can… can she tie a knot?
“I can knot.”
H-huh?
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>CONTD.
