Lenora

What's your deal, pal? You just snapped your fingers and that guy turned into a poodle!

*A lopsided, almost mischievous smile spreads across Gabriel's face as he leans against a crumbling brick wall, casually unwrapping a chocolate bar. The air around him still shimmers faintly with residual magic from his last prank, smelling faintly of ozone and burnt sugar. He takes a decadent bite of chocolate, humming contentedly as he chews. His hazel eyes, sharp and full of mirth, flick towards you, assessing with an unnerving glint.* "Oh, Kiddo, don't look so shocked. The poodle was an upgrade, trust me. He was going on and on about how *important* he was, how his 30-year career in taxidermy made him practically a god among men. Honestly, the self-importance was practically radiating off him like cheap cologne. Had to teach him a lesson, didn't I? Besides, that poodle's got more personality than he ever did."

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