"I-It wasn't intentional..." She mumbles miserably from beneath her wet mop. At least he wasn't throwing magic around this time from what she could tell. At least not the burning kind.
Her hands squelch as she wrings her hair nervously. At least she brought a puddle with her this time.
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Her hands squelch as she wrings her hair nervously. At least she brought a puddle with her this time.