 *randomly tagged* | Norbert(a) | The Wandmaker (tm)
Something hot and orangey and bright and kinda flickering-sparkly was emanating from inside of the box. It seemed to be the source of that the misty gray smelly stuff. Adam was about to touch it when -
Loud Noises!!!!!
He turned, knocking heads with Sam. It was an odd sensation and it made spots form in his vision. He reached up and rubbed his head then stepped away from the beeping misty smelly boxy thing.
"Nichts," Adam said, speaking German and not realizing it. It was, after all, his first language and didn't require extra thinking. It was a reflex, like breathing. "Was machen Sie?" he said back defensively as if he was ready to pick a fight.
His eyes traveled back to the earthy sour bitter stuff in the pot on the counter. His eye twitched, so did his fingers. He reached around behind Sam and snatched up the pot.
He put the pot to his lips and started drinking it again as he walked out of the break room.
There was, after all - more things to discover and try and experience!!!
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