Bruce Point of view "I need a witch," I immediately said once I entered Sarah's store full of flowers and dirt. The girl with blond hair with a strand of pink hair on her right tied in a braid is Sarah. She held onto the bouquet of flowers and glared at me. I sighed and said, "Hi, how was your morning? Good? Okay- I need a witch." "And I need your head served in a silver platter," she said as she gave me a sweet smile. She wore a black shirt, jeans, and a blue apron. "Seriously though. No call? No text? Do you just drop by when you need something? You are really something." Her boyfriend, Zack came into the room and kissed her head. She sighed in surrender. "Why do you need a witch?" "It's none of your business, "I said. Zack, not liking the tone of my voice, gave me a threatening look.
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