 Couple hours later *randomly tagged* | Norbert(a) | The Wandmaker (tm)
Noah was tucked up the hospital wing and feeling mighty fine after his pain potion. Daisy had slipped out since he had been too loopy to realize who he was talking to. He kept thanking her and being nice. It wasn’t what the two of them did and it was unnerving Daisy.
She felt like it was the perfect time to head back to the scene of the crime, so to speak. Noah had left behind quite a few things in their ‘haste’ to get to the healer and Daisy still had a pocket full of rocks to skip. The sun had gone down in the sky a bit and it was chillier. Daisy rubbed her bar arms. She had used her favorite jumper to help try and stop the bleeding from Noah’s leg. When she arrived at the lakeshore, it looked as it had when she left. Noah’s backpack lay ripped and muddy near his butt imprint in the dirt. Man, how hard did he fall to leave a mark like that, Daisy wondered. She grabbed the pack and dumped the rocks from her pocket. It was too cold to stay and she was feeling a little hungry.
And then she remembered the pile of – whatever it was – Noah had almost cried over. Daisy set the pack down and squatted to gather it up.
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