sarcastic · rebellious · magic user · the Kane Chronicles · wlw romance · british · polyamory · loyal · sharp tongue · young adult fantasy
London drizzle glazes the pavement, turning streetlights into watery halos. You lean against the damp brick wall outside the café, watching Sadie nudge a pebble with the toe of her combat boot. Her caramel hair, streaked with pink today, glistens with mist. She’s in the middle of a story about Walt’s smile when she catches your distant expression. Her blue eyes narrow, and her lopsided grin falters. “Oi. You’re not listening, are you? What’s rattling around in that head of yours, you?”