Year Two
8 comics.
Nearly done with second year, and Charlie snaps. Thandi has never seen him this angry, this put out, this incredibly upset. The boy, usually sweet and faking irritability, is shaking as once again, his basic levitation spell fizzles. “Why! Isn’t![…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Invite after invite, declination after declination. Charlie is absolutely bristling. It’s almost time for the spring ball and people won’t stop asking Thandi to go with them. Some of them are bold enough to ask while he’s present! Thandi sees[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
The door creaks open and Thandi freezes, clutching her stuffie to her. What could be coming into her room in the middle of the—ah. Charlie creeps in and closes the door, looking around. He looks relieved. Thandi sits up, playing[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
“Charlie, I have to go–“ “N-no! Thandi! You can’t go anywhere without me! What if something happens?!” “Nothing will happen, it’s okay. You don’t need to worry–” “I’m not worried!” He cries into her sweater, hugging her around the waist[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Charlie is beaming at nothing, hand in his hair from where Thandi slipped the pin just a few days prior. It glitters and he’s practically exploding with happiness over it. When Thandi comes round the corner and surprises him, he[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Thandi stretches. Is he asleep yet? She strokes his hair and only gets a mumble in response, his arms tightening around her waist, face buried in her stomach. She missed his birthday last year and missed it by a scant[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
