Lotte Green.
I groan through the phone, he's sending a child to get me.
"I can't walk in, I'm a warlock and they'd smell me as soon as I step in, I'm sending her in a taxi, you get in and come back toward me together," Oliver says.
"I could do that alone, you know?" I suggest to him.
"I'm sending in a human, and I don't trust them, even while spelt, hence Owl's help," he says and I groaned, this argument is fruitless.
"Fine, I'm waiting," I say with a groan, Honey has made her way down and is now standing next to me.
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