 *randomly tagged* | Norbert(a) | The Wandmaker (tm)
Adam needed to get away from the DoM. It had been an odd morning and some of his coworkers were….rather peculiar to say the least. He was tired of having people pop up on him. And well, when you were almost blind, people popping up on you was pretty easy.
So levitating a small tray of food with his wand and tap-tapity-tapping his way over to the dessert bar with his support cane, Adam was going to help himself to something sweet. He had been good lately and gosh-darn-it, he was going to treat himself. Maybe they had cinnamon rolls.
Adam could hear (and smell, just a little bit) that someone else was near. Great, maybe they could help him find those cinnamon rolls. ” Excuze me, but could vou tell me if zere are cinnamon rolls?” He could probably have tried to sniff them out, but he’d been told that wasn’t the most appealing look to others trying to find food.
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