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He doesn't mean to end up at Spencer's home.
The truth is, he'd had to look up Spencer's address in the first place. He'd had to put forth the effort to find him, typing quickly on his laptop in his apartment above the store. It hadn't taken him very long and he's had the address for several days now, though without any idea why he might need it. He's not one for social calls and he doesn't see any reason to drop by without warning. Spencer is the last person in this town who might need him for books and he hasn't given any indication he needs his magic. They're not friends; Joel doesn't know that anyone would call him a friend.
Then again, there aren't many people in Siren Cove who know what he can do.
He intends on going for a walk, nothing more. His hands are shoved deep in his pockets, his shoulders are hunched against the breeze that comes off the water, he doesn't have any particular destination in mind.
And somehow he ends up outside Spencer's house.
Now that he's here, he's panicked. He can't just knock on the door or ring the bell. There's no reason for him to be here and instead of doing anything, instead of just leaving, he stands there, frozen in place, just outside the door in full view of anyone who might look out a window.
He feels like an idiot.
The truth is, he'd had to look up Spencer's address in the first place. He'd had to put forth the effort to find him, typing quickly on his laptop in his apartment above the store. It hadn't taken him very long and he's had the address for several days now, though without any idea why he might need it. He's not one for social calls and he doesn't see any reason to drop by without warning. Spencer is the last person in this town who might need him for books and he hasn't given any indication he needs his magic. They're not friends; Joel doesn't know that anyone would call him a friend.
Then again, there aren't many people in Siren Cove who know what he can do.
He intends on going for a walk, nothing more. His hands are shoved deep in his pockets, his shoulders are hunched against the breeze that comes off the water, he doesn't have any particular destination in mind.
And somehow he ends up outside Spencer's house.
Now that he's here, he's panicked. He can't just knock on the door or ring the bell. There's no reason for him to be here and instead of doing anything, instead of just leaving, he stands there, frozen in place, just outside the door in full view of anyone who might look out a window.
He feels like an idiot.
