 Minna-san. You know who you are. ♥Dunkin | Pixie's Precious Pea | kpop goddess | sneaky sounder | forever slytherin♥
One space-out later and he was being handed two bottles of water by two different friends. He blushed; they were all getting worked up over something so small as motion-sickness. Most of them didn't know how small a thing such as motion-sickness was to him. If they knew just how fragile he really was... ugh, he could only imagine how badly that would go.
"I'm fi-"
That boy was suddenly right in front of him, gripping him by the shoulders and demanding he say 'aaaah'. Well he very nearly said "aaaaah", but not in the way the boy seemed to want...
He wanted to touch Raiden's TONGUE?! Oh no, no no that was icky! He clamped his lips shut and wriggled weakly to get the younger boy's hands off him.
Pulling himself away and tucking his thin body up against the wall/window, he looked at the vial in the hand of the Sandwich Man. Several things hit him at once. One, nobody had ever called him champ before, and the nickname felt generic and cold to his ears. Two, this unknown person was offering him a potion. Three, The potion had been brewed by a Mr. 'Smith' at the Ministry. These three things added up to one conclusion in his mind.
"No, no, that's fine," he said softly, only raising his hand to block the vial from being handed to him. "Sorry, but I don't take stuff from strangers..." |