Sarah was lookin at Brad with those annoying cute eyes. Whenever she wanted soemthing she just had to look at him with those eyes and he had to concede.
About a week ago she had picked up some old book with "spells" inside, and was desperate to try some out. They were old witches spells according to her, and she had not shut up about wanting to try some out.
Brad hated this kinda thing. It was stupid, he felt stupid doing it, and it was a bit freaky. For Sarah though, he would do anything, and it was why he conceded to try it out.
"fine, just one, but if it doesn't work, thats it right? No more?"
"I promise" squealed sarah with joy "just one, and I wont ask again"
Later that night they both sat opposite each other with a few bits of herbs sarah had got together, and had finsihed chanting some garbage. Brad was red faced with embarrasment, and the ritual ended as they both cut their palms, and held it together so the blood could mingle.
After which they sat, and then brad stood up.
"well, whatever that was meant to do, it didn't"
sarah looked crest fallen.
"it was just a charm of clarity. Supposed to make us see the future together. Thanks for doing it though"
Sarah and brad watched some tv, and then went to bed.