Magic Box, Thursday, 3/22

[life_inshadow]

Tara was late to work again, and this time she didn't even have the excuse of a lost key. She looked around guiltily when she got in -- grateful that, at least, she didn't seem to have missed any customers -- and set to work cleaning the potions section. It didn't matter how often she did it; there seemed to always be something leaking on the floor back there.

[OOC: Open shop! I may be slow.]