 You two :3 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
“That’s another option.” One that Hunter liked a lot better than the two he had come up with. This was another reason why he liked having Z around; Z usually came up with better ideas than he did. Another reason was that his cousin just got him. Like, really understood him, and not just the countless Wizard of Oz references. “You’re literally the best cousin ever!’’ Hunter was perceptive, and had already come to recognise how much Zion put up with him.
When Zion stumbled, Hunter automatically and protectively held a hand to his shoulder to steady him. Hunter studied the girl silently for a moment. She did seem genuinely sorry. He also was sure he recognised her from when they were getting Sorted. Maybe seeing her around Ilvermorny during their {currently} short occupation of the School. “Hunter Dawson. And this is my cousin, Zion.” He thought Willow had a funny surname but said nothing about this. The fact that her name was all plant related was not lost on him. “Why are you barefoot, Willow?”
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