[ Salem isn't at all aware of what Sabrina's been up to all day. A small blessing as if the Familiar had found out his witch was about to make contact with their potential assailant from a week ago, he might have chewed her ear off over it the way Aunt Zelda might have.
Maybe it isn't a bad thing necessarily that her aunties aren't here.
Of course she feels like a stone's been dropped in her stomach when she sends him a text, but she has no real way of knowing whether the ghastly face she glimpsed that terrifying night was the boy she met in Reggie's apartment. ]
hi michael! it's sabrina spellman how are you doing?
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Maybe it isn't a bad thing necessarily that her aunties aren't here.
Of course she feels like a stone's been dropped in her stomach when she sends him a text, but she has no real way of knowing whether the ghastly face she glimpsed that terrifying night was the boy she met in Reggie's apartment. ]
hi michael! it's sabrina spellman
how are you doing?