Lyssandra/Noah
"No, no, you're not supposed to---"
Lyssandra's hands fiddled with the machinery that controlled the star show, and she turned back to Noah with her eyebrows high.
"Do you know how to set it back up?"
Noah twitched, but nodded. "Just don't--"
"How long does it take?" she asked, turning back to the controls.
"...like five minutes, just don't---augh." The switches were flicked and the lights went dim---stars shot up on the ceiling, and the charms and spells that went along with them immediately shot off across the sky. Noah would never deny (but not admit) ripping off some muggle planetarium for their old systems. It just seemed like the best way to about things, and Noah had always loved fiddling with muggle items.
He came up beside her, frowning at the mess while Lyssandra let out some noises of awe. Noah couldn't help it, he grinned and looked up and then over at her, startled to see that she was staring at him and not the show.
"You're really cute under this light."
Noah's eyebrows rose, but a small bit of confidence instilled in him from Martin too over, "Ah, well---I think things would be more fun in the dark, but..."
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