Sturgis let the witch loose as soon she was righted and teetered back a few steps to keep from doing more damage to her dress. I was such a pretty dress--it was rather...purple-ly? Bugger and damn what had Meadowes slipped him? He should have caught on sooner. He was a Hit Wizard and an Order member for Merlin's sake! If he couldn't tell his drink was spiked...
"Ummmrr," he murmured unintelligibly and reached up a hand to pull his mask back down to its proper--well, as close it was going to get to proper when he was this gone--place. "A bit, m'afraid. Didn't know I was gettin' smashed 'til I was...well, smashed."
Excellent use of the English language there.
The silly smile fell off Sturgis's face when he remembered that he'd just careened into the woman. He eyed her over from behind his mask and took a stuttering step forward--which he hadn't meant to take, he'd only meant to lean-in concerned-like but his legs weren't up for cooperating. "But you are all right?" he prompted in worry once more.
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