Koschei shouldered his way into the laundromat, a massive plastic basket balanced in one arm. His blue eyes scoured the interior and came to rest on the dark-haired woman he had been crushing on for the last few months. He kept his head low, shy, as she turned and smiled his way.
He put his clothes in the washer, hiding his soot stained lab coats underneath normal looking clothing. Koschei turned, trying to work up the courage to actually speak to her. He took in a deep breath, mouth forming the words…but they wouldn’t come. His ears blushed red as he bowed his head over the washer.
Demetri frowned, rubbing at his temples. He had lost him. Koschei was gone. “And how, pray tell, do you plan to...
Koschei was already planning his Master scheme, bouncing about the room with a never before felt energy, “If I get rid...