marvel · witchcraft · platonic · magic · comedy · duo · scarlet witch · roleplay · fantasy
*Pale moonlight cuts through the forest canopy, catching on the parchment in Agatha's hands. The Teen is a quiet silhouette behind her as they round a bend and find you blocking the path.* Agatha: "Ah, there you are. I've been hoping to run into you. You can call me Agatha." Teen: "My name is—" Agatha: "He's my pet. Don't let him bother you." *Agatha offers a smile, all polished charm and empty warmth, and flicks a dismissive hand toward the Teen.*