Don't Cross the Book | who turned out the | Lights Lennox
Keegan's gaze flitted to the young woman as she asked him the time. He glanced at the gold watch on his wrist, noticing the small crack across the face for the first time, and silently cursing himself for it. He'd gotten that on his seventeenth, by far the nicest present his parents had ever gotten him. Why couldn't he keep one nice thing of his in good condition? "Um, 10:50." He looked back up at her, taking in her facial features now. "Waiting for anyone?" he asked, gently probing her mind with his Legilimency. He'd worked hard on refining that skill over the past year, and had used it quite a lot.
After a second, he got what he needed. Yeah, she was his date. "You wouldn't be on a blind date here, would you?" he asked, smiling softly, careful not to raise suspicion through his words. She looked to be nice enough, but he'd learnt the hard way not to trust so easily.
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