Feb 22, 2018
Perhaps it was the collective stress level of New York’s supernatural world. It would make sense, Dalia reasoned, given all that everyone had been through in the past six months or so. The Sanctuary saw a noticable uptick in business, particularly where the ring was concerned, which meant that more often than not, Dinah Davenport asked Dalia to help with some of the overflow. Most supernaturals healed quicker than an average human, but some of them still required a bit of patching up post-fight.
“Hi, Dinah,” the witch said as she approached. She placed a small, dark blue bag on the nearest table and dropped into a chair. “Everything going alright here? What can I do?”
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