“Hey, I need to poison someone.”

“Good morning to you too, Youngjae.”

“Yeah, yeah. Good morning.” The boy stands in the doorway to your room, the sun just barely casting its golden streaks across the sheets of your bed.

You press a knuckle into your eye and try to focus on what exactly is going on so damn early. “Who are you trying to poison?”

“Daehyun.”

“Again?”

Youngjae folds his arms across his chest. “He really deserves it this time, too.”

You roll your eyes and turn your back to him to escape back to your dream. It’s to no avail as Youngjae’s weight sinks into the mattress and his hand is shaking you awake.

“Come on, you’re the best witch in this city. I need to make sure it works for real this time.”

Swatting away his hand you peer out from under the covers, “No.”

Youngjae pouts, “Please!” He begins to pull your covers back and you grip them tightly and tug back.

“Get out!”

“I just need a few drops!”

“Daehyun! Whatever you did, apologize for it right now! I need my sleep!”