[centre][b][h1][color=fff200]Callie[/color][/h1][/b][/centre]

Callie felt like she was thrown into the deep end, the request for help suddenly taken by the whirlwind that was Lucinda, and she sat there, dejected. She would have helped...she sighed and stared at her drink, making herself smaller. [i]what do you expect? You're a street rat[/i] she thought to herself, looking around but no one seemed to even notice her. Which just made her feel smaller and smaller. [i]maybe I should have just stayed with Tabitha...at least, odd as she is, she notices me.[/i] she glanced about, not wanting to go up to anyone least they realize that, while she was a witch, she didn't really belong here. They all seemed to be such glamorous people...while she wasn't. 

Sighing to herself, she decided she'd finish off her drink and then go. That was until Alex asked if she'd watch he bar. She was about to object, about to say she didn't know the first thing about running a bar let along making drinks, but he was gone. 

She stared, dauntingly, at all the people. She didn't drink. She sucked at making them. It wasn't like making potions. She swallowed, and dreaded the moment someone would ask for a drink, clutching a charm bracelet on her wrist she swallowed. 

[color=fff200]"d-does anyone know h-how to m-make d-drinks?"[/color]


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