"Fine, but you owe me."

"Thanks, you're the best."

"I know I am."

He goes back downstairs.

Fucking.

Ow.

He skips his Programming Principles class, which kinda sucks for his GPA especially since he only has three classes of this subject a week i.e. this term, but since he doesn't feel able to start practicing any magic he decides to try to timeskip over doing homework. Why does he have homework even though he skipped class? Who knows, but it seems like he does, and a very small amount of extra knowledge has been downloaded into his brain after that's done. Then he's still feeling like shit so he starts working on the presentation for the AI Auditing class, by which he means he skips over all of that, and by then it's late and he can go to sleep.

Hopefully he will not be feeling like shit in the morning.

He is, in fact, not feeling like shit in the morning!

And Doyoon is asleep next to him.

...does this guy always sleep naked? Like, Peter does, but he thought that was not that normal. And he and Doyoon didn't fuck yesterday, Doyoon suggested it but the automaton playing his body complained about doing anything strenuous.

Well, Peter's not complaining. What he's doing instead is practicing ~magic~!

How does he do that?

Oh it's pretty easy, he just has to do it like so.

Oh that's bizarre. It's almost like his body is moving on its own, he can just feel the currents of magic flowing through him.

The three schools of magic feel very distinct as possible sources of magic he can tap into, and once he picks one, it's almost meditative the way it starts guiding his thoughts.

Wicked. He'll go for... Mundane Magic, why not.

There are proto-concepts, semi-thoughts, and half-ideas that cross his mind and never take enough hold for him to see them. He almost, almost can, they're at the tip of his tongue and fingers, but they never stay.

His brain is doing a funny thing and he's not sure he likes it. But also he gets magic out of it so he can't complain.

"What're you doing?" asks a bleary Doyoon, blinking up at Peter.

"Practicing magic!"

"Oh right! You're a witch now! Cast a spell on me."

"I don't know any spells yet."

"Oh. That's lame."

"Apparently it requires practice to learn!"

"Good luck with that." He gets up, spins in place, dodges Peter, and walks downstairs.

...he probably should also go downstairs and grab food before class but he wants to learn magic.

Ugh.

Fine. Food.

"—Peter, you're naked," says Manuel when Peter walks into the dining room.

Doyoon looks up from where he's doing homework at the table and blinks. "You're naked!"