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John Constantine (worksbestalone_) wrote in spinningcompass,

John had been busy preparing the ingredients he needed for the potion he was about to make for Bryn. At least, the ones he had on hand. Bryn was due to bring the rest of them, and by the sounds of things she had arrived. John moved from the dining table to get the door, opening it up and gesturing for Bryn to come in. The Englishman was dressed in a plain white button up shirt, the sleeves rolled up, along with a pair of plain black trousers. No shoes, there wasn't much need. Same for his tie. That lay draped over the back of the couch. He took note of not just how she looked but how she seemed emotionally. He smirked to himself, walking over to sit down at the kitchen table again.

"You were quick" John remarked. "Hardly surprising. Are you sure you want to go through with this?" he asked.