Thank you so much! I hope you like it! I was in the mood for something silly and kind of fluffy after my last piece 🙂
- Title: Messes of Spells
“Sorry, what did you want?” John blinks at the bloke that decided to accost him in the middle of Tesco’s.
Weird bloke. Tall. Feverish, wild eyes that dart back and forth and seem to want to take in everything. Messy hair that’s covered in soot maybe? A blue scarf that has stains of hopefully-not-blood. A long black coat that should be posh but seems to be bulging at the pockets. John thinks he hears a frog croak from one of them and even a squeak. He really hopes that’s not a rat tail peeking out there because he’s never been fond of them, despite having to dissect a few of those buggers in med school.
“Your hair. It’s the perfect shade for the potion I need to track down a serial killer. You were in the army and, even better, you have a limp and have even managed to hold on to your compassion (alarming and poor life decision), making you the perfect candidate—”
“H-hang on,” John raises a hand, because all he wanted was to get some more tea and then stare at the wall for the rest of the night and wonder if he should put that gun of his to good use. “Why would you need my hair to find a… a… Did you say serial killer?”
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