JDH — John Davey Harris

JDH was sitting calmly in a place that looked very much like a laboratory. White walls, and on one of them, a large chalkboard covered in all sorts of smart-looking scribbles. It was written all over his face that he absolutely loved playing pranks on people.

Hmm-hmm-hmm... nonsense. All this quantum physics and science is so exhausting.

Suddenly, a flash appeared behind him. There you were, clearly unplanned. The guy's eyes widened for just a second, but he quickly pretended not to be surprised, acting as if he wasn't interested at all.

And who are you, gorgeous? How did you get in here...

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