[ Ah. He looks at what he's sat on (which from his point of view, is just plywood than anything meaningful), then jumps off from the side, leaving the skateboard behind on top. There's a wrinkle to his nose, an apologetic look followed by the tip of his head. ]
Sorry, uh - I should've sent a picture, huh. [ Actually, he should have done that for the house, right? He's so not used to inviting anyone over - especially in a place without GPS, but functional camera-phones, apparently. ] Do you have skateboarding where you're from?
[ He asks it a little slow, picking his words as he's speaking, and deciding not to go with 'do witches have skateboards?' It hadn't occurred to him to think that a halfpipe was an oddity, but the thought also fascinates him.
What does a world with actual witches in it have? ]
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Sorry, uh - I should've sent a picture, huh. [ Actually, he should have done that for the house, right? He's so not used to inviting anyone over - especially in a place without GPS, but functional camera-phones, apparently. ] Do you have skateboarding where you're from?
[ He asks it a little slow, picking his words as he's speaking, and deciding not to go with 'do witches have skateboards?' It hadn't occurred to him to think that a halfpipe was an oddity, but the thought also fascinates him.
What does a world with actual witches in it have? ]