Summon Magnus Bane (Malec)

Immortality Is Not As Fun As Someone Would Think

A man with smooth caramel skin, black hair that stand up and with the most weard clothes I have ever seen along with those magical/magnificent and breathtaking cat eyes was in my dream yesterday.... He talked to me... And saved me from the nightmare...Well if it isn't one of the most good dreams I have ever seen, I don't know what is.

The thing is....
He knew stuff about me and I am pretty sure that I would have remembered him if I had ever saw or met him.

So the only explanation is.... Is that... My mind made him up?
But it is said that minds can't make up people that have never been seen by the dreamer.... And as I mentioned if I had ever seen magnus I would have remembered him.

And he also said that it didn't made him up... So....but....

This make no sense!

Why do I even spend time thinking about him? I am pretty sure the next time I fall asleep he won't be there.

Alec sigh in frustration.
This Magnus guy had been hunting his mind ever since he had woke up some hours ago.

"What is wrong amigo?"
Raphael asked as he approached Alec while holding two coffees for take out.
They were assigned to be guarding a back door of a bar for the next weeks or even months, it still wasn't sure.
Their schedule however was taking part, as expected, at hours most people would sleep.
7:00-1:00pm
Or
1:00-7:00pm

So Alec had to get used to his new bed time hours. He didn't really had a problem with that... Most of the time anyways.

What he had problem with however was the place he was assigned to.

This bar was called Demon and was quite popular, in result many people to try to sneak in from the back as the line was always too long. When the owner found out he was of course furious.

So he went to a security guard company and paid for three extra security guards.
Two being Alec and Raphael and the other one being Lydia.

Alec never liked bars.
They were just too loud and a lot of accidents could happen.
He never understood what was so fun on going to a bar, get waisted and then wake up with hickeys that you don't know when they even came from... Or especially from who.
And let's not talk about the headache killer that won't leave you for the whole day.

Thankfully, he was not assigned in the bar because another thing he hated were all those drunk people causing problems.

Another thing he was greatful about was that he was with his friends. So he had some good company that will help him get through the work hours.

"Just weard dreams."
Alec said, getting his coffee from Raphael.

"Is that how you call a wet dream nowadays?" Raphael asked with a raised eyebrow.

Alec opened his mouth to talk but he was not the one to do so.
"I don't want to know."

Alec and Raphael turned their heads at the right and saw no other than Lydia, her own coffee in hand.

"Neither do I."
Alec said, his tone somewhat sarcastic and too tired to deal with anything and anyone.

"You are late."
Raphael said and added
"You are never late...."

Alec could bet he could hear the worry and the fear in Raphael's voice.
And Raphael was not the person you could describe as caring... Or nice.
Raphael really did know how to hide his emotions....

But he was to say that he himself had to admit that he was taken aback by it too.

Lydia is the worker who would rather die than be late.... Seriously.