[ ahh, that's more like it. shylock grinds his hips at bradley right back, a soft groan leaving his lips. ]

Are you certain? I was here far longer than you are, Bradley. I might have already found other people who pique my interest far better than the ones back home.

[ most of them don't hate wizards, bar one (matoba, ofc). they come from different worlds, live different and exciting lives from the ones he's used to in wizardland. it'd be easier to fall for anyone here--

but alas. no one will ever catch his attention than murr. he lowers himself upon bradley, his long dark hair hanging over the other wizard like a certain. ]

You might be able to find someone else here, too.