[ One day, Kavinsky will be going about his business, and come home to notice some strange things. Wyatt is a lot of things, but he's not neat, and he's not subtle. The bedspread hasn't quite been put back where it was, and the odd thing has been moved around a little. On the whole, it's not bad, but a suspicious person will likely live up to their reputation.
Anyway, there's no note left. Wyatt has, however, sprinkled home-made itching powder - direct from the forest, made with a collection of plants he'd sniffed out - all over Kavinsky's sheets, and also into the inner soles of every pair of shoes he could find here. His reasoning, of course, is that vampires heal too goddamn fast from most things the world can offer. But itching powder, continually pressed against their skin with no way to stop it spreading? That sounds just about perfect.
This gift is left, and Wyatt leaves quickly after it. Revenge is really kind of sweet. ]
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Anyway, there's no note left. Wyatt has, however, sprinkled home-made itching powder - direct from the forest, made with a collection of plants he'd sniffed out - all over Kavinsky's sheets, and also into the inner soles of every pair of shoes he could find here. His reasoning, of course, is that vampires heal too goddamn fast from most things the world can offer. But itching powder, continually pressed against their skin with no way to stop it spreading? That sounds just about perfect.
This gift is left, and Wyatt leaves quickly after it. Revenge is really kind of sweet. ]
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sorry, amanda.]