"I've got a lot of tricks," Erin said with a wink, keeping her eyes on the front door to make sure no one saw her using a wand. Or saw floating clothing. Because she really hated obliviating people. She'd had it done to her, and though technically she couldn't remember what had been erased (duh) it was such a horrible feeling to know about it---a very violation of one's personal space.
Shaking the thought away, Erin decided that it would just be easier to send Rafe's laundry into the machines because she already had the levitating spells on them, so, she did, and with another flick, the buttons were pushed and they were on their way to being washed.
It didn't occur to her until the first spin went around that she'd just done his laundry, the exact thing she had been avoiding in the first place. Erin blinked at the washers, then up at Rafe, a pout crossing her features.
"Well. You're lucky I'm a doof."
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