He rushed into the room with the vial in his hands. She looked up from her papers.
“What’s that?” she asked.
“Impulse buy,” he said, grinning. “I thought you might like it.”
“I don’t take black market potions,” she said, rolling her eyes. “Unlike some of us.”
“That was an honest mistake, and I was only purple for two hours.”
“You’re forgetting that was the day you had to meet your girlfriend’s parents. I’m telling you, dabbling in this is dangerous. Humans aren’t supposed to drink witch brews. It’s in the manual.”
“I can’t read,” he said, before downing the contents of the vial in one gulp.
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