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Quentin Coldwater ([personal profile] moderatelymaladjusted) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet 2020-10-25 08:49 am (UTC)

Sorry! I blinked and 5 days went by

"What?"

And it's not like Quentin does it on purpose, but his voice goes high-pitched and there's a note of surprised disbelief in it. "We're not- She's not my girlfriend."

Not at least because Alice was like miles out of his league. She was everything Quentin always wanted to be - naturally brilliant, gifted at magic and she even had a purpose for being here aside from 'magic is cool'. Quentin slowly turns to look at Eliot, who was all of those things, too. Everyone here was- and even Julia, who had no idea magic was even real and she was probably still better at it than Quentin would ever be.

Penny, with his cool mind-reading skills (so unfair), and Margo being, well, whatever the hell she wanted to be. Kady, with battle magic and Eliot moving things with his mind with such ease, striding through Brakebillls like he belongs here. As if magic was as easy as breathing.

"Can we talk about something else? I really don't-- it's not- it's just one of those nights. How about a-a movie?"

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