Sparkle had been picturing somebody taking a big bite out of, just, like, a bulb of raw garlic, skins and all, when Atton came up with that next gem. A look of mild disgust was quickly replaced with an expression of glee.
"Magic happens," he decided. "I mean, unless it's that Miraluka kid; then I'd just feel like an awful shit. But, like, Mical? We'd need to record that somehow for posterity."
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"Magic happens," he decided. "I mean, unless it's that Miraluka kid; then I'd just feel like an awful shit. But, like, Mical? We'd need to record that somehow for posterity."