killervagiina:

                           ❛  Excuse me?  ❜
             Zoe’s gaze puled from the applications in her hand, eyebrows lifting. The voice was far too masculine to be one of the other girls in the house, and immediately his words set her on edge. Cordelia had never mentioned the existence of male witches– so it was her immediate conclusion that he was a witch hunter, or something slightly similar. Either way, her impression of him was less than good. How had he even slipped inside? He didn’t live here.
                        .❛  Who are you?   ❜ 

             Upon approaching the building, the outer visage had seemed clean and well kept. The interior seemed more so, the walls a pure white and with no scuffs. There didn’t seem to be any imperfections on the surface. It had a beautiful guise to what he hoped was a sort of darkness lurking underneath. That would make this trip more interesting. The voice called out to him and he turned, delivering a toothy grin to the young witch standing there.
                        “ No one of any real importance - consider me a looky-loo.
                           The energy of this place travels over a few blocks. ”