Chapter Thirty-Two – You Cannot Change the Past
Vince knew he needed to act fast. The mire covering Jack’s front paws was climbing.
“This isn’t good,” Jack stammered, his entire body shaking. “It’s like being swallowed by monstrous licorice jelly. I hate licorice.”
What could he do? Their enemy did have the essence of jelly – Jack wasn’t wrong – and grabbing it was like fighting ghosts.
Ghosts. A single wild idea sprang up in his thoughts.
“Ready, Jack?” he whispered.
I knew I could count on you for the 'unofficial' soundtrack! Yes, that is pretty much the kind of music Ali likes! And there's something to it, too... something that will be revealed later.
You're right to see the similarities between him and Jack, because, well, I guess I need my dear chaotic character to help me with the comedic relief when things go crazy. But yes, there is also another part to him, and Lawrence will keep his eyes peeled!
Chapter Three – Mezereon
The way the lunch attendees were seated in the large refectory told Lawrence that schools tended to be the same everywhere. The faculty enjoyed their lunch at a table elevated on a dais, remote from the din of the room. Cliques were evident, everywhere he looked, and normally he would’ve picked a quiet spot so he could enjoy his lunch alone. It wasn’t that he didn’t prefer the companionship of others when available. Friendships didn’t come easily to him. The only tw
He is definitely like a fish out of water... But he is also very intelligent, so he'll adapt. Especially since the setting and the people in it will throw all sorts of challenges at him.
Thank you for providing the background music @Summerabbacat I can always count on you.
Things are seriously growing darker... And I tagged this as romantic comedy if I still remember. I guess I'm lucky you guys know me by now!