she would make sure he looks perfect, straightening out his clothes as they stood in front of the mirror.
“if this doesn’t work, you could always just use your powers to charm him,” she would wink, laughing.
“oh, ms mead, i would could never…” he shakes his head, combing his fingers through his hair. “i want him to trust me.”
she would beam at him proudly, admiring how mature he has gotten. “thats my boy.”