[center][h3][b][i][color=f7976a]Annabelle Lafeyette[/color][/i][/b][/h3][/center]
[center]Willow's house[/center]

	Annie shook her head, putting a palm up to her face. Willow wasn't a liar. But this was...impossible! This Merlin guy, he had to be some kind of mad drug dealer who could give people hallucinations. Or something. Because...because...! Annie kept quiet as Willow's mom entered the room, turning her face away so Willow's mother wouldn't get suspicious and waited until she left.

	[color=f7976a]"M-magic isn't real," [/color] Annie said with a nervous, incredulous smile. It seemed like she was trying to convince herself more than she was Willow. [color=f7976a]"Magic isn't real, Willow. Merlin isn't real, he's a fairytale. He must have...didn't he hurt you? I ran into someone who said they were Merlin, t-too. Bald guy. I- he- made me see things. He must...have some kind of hallucinogen."[/color] Annie claimed, nodding quickly.

	[color=f7976a]"I called the cops on him. This guy is dangerous, he has to be. Don't- don't let him trick you."[/color] Annebelle trailed off. This was nuts. Magic wasn't real. He must have tricked Willow somehow, and Annie was concerned for the safety, physical and mental, of her best friend.