Room 208, Sunday evening

[blessed_twice]

Wyatt was in his room, relaxing after a rather interesting encounter with Lana. Maybe she wasn't so bad after all.

Right now he was waiting for Chris to show up so they could figure out a spell to get their stolen senses back. Pity he couldn't see, because then he might realize he had lipstick marks all over his face.

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[neurotic_witch]

Chris knocked on Wyatt's door.

After waiting a moment, he realized that he wouldn't hear his brother call him back in, so he entered the room.

"Dude, why are there lipstick marks all over your face?"

[blessed_twice]

"Huh?" Wyatt said. "Oh." He laughed sheepishly. "C'mon, I think you can figure it out."

[neurotic_witch]

"I can't hear you," Chris reminded him, watching his lips moving. He walked over to Wyatt's desk and found a pen and paper. "Here, write stuff down," he said, handing them to his brother.

[blessed_twice]

Wyatt stared at his brother as he pressed the pen and paper into his hand. Well, he stared where he thought Chris was.

[sogothcally]

Cally knocked on the door, and waited.

[blessed_twice]

"Who is it?" Wyatt called out.

[sogothcally]

Cally glared at the door.

[neurotic_witch]

Chris looked confused. "Wyatt? What's going on?"