[ Things he's prepared for this evening: dancing, music, food. This is none of those things. Instinct demands that Leo vacate the vicinity immediately, and fast. It's slowly setting in what she's trying to say, and he... he doesn't know how to react to it, because usually he's the one in that position, and he's a lot less subtle about it.
It wasn't a spell the next day. The words echo hollowly through his head as he tries to process it, feeling his stomach do a few flips. That means... Gods, that means Natalie actually likes him? And that those things he's been denying... weren't just the love spell, either. ]
...Oh.
[ That must be why she'd been avoiding him... not that Leo's gone out of his way before tonight to talk to her, either. ]
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It wasn't a spell the next day. The words echo hollowly through his head as he tries to process it, feeling his stomach do a few flips. That means... Gods, that means Natalie actually likes him? And that those things he's been denying... weren't just the love spell, either. ]
...Oh.
[ That must be why she'd been avoiding him... not that Leo's gone out of his way before tonight to talk to her, either. ]