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Tuesday

Lunch Time

Luke walks up to Ashton with a small smile on his face,

"Want to sit with me?"

"Umm, yeah sure."

They both turn and Ashton follows Luke to the corner of the lunch room, to a tiny table.

"Let's get to know eachother, tell me about yourself."

Luke nods,

"I'm a witch."

After a few seconds of laughing Ashton notices that Luke was being serious.

"Don't you mean warlock?"

"C'mon Ashton, that's bullshit."

"What do you even mean you're a witch?"

"It's simply that. I'm a witch. And all of these peasants either hate me, or are scared of me."

"So you have no friends?"

"Well I'd like to think that I have one now."

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