who: @witchkore where: kore's shop
Jamie missed when Kore's shop was a safe space for her — not that anything changed about the shop of Kore or anything like that, it was her own fault. The secrets she kept were eating her up from the inside, and as much as she tried to ignore it, it was clear by now that this feeling wasn't going away.
Everything looked normal from the outside; they sat in comfortable silence, Kore worked while Jamie read some old Augury tomes to satisfy her curiosity. Nothing they hadn't done hundreds of times before, with the only difference being that at this point Jamie would've probably fallen asleep after forcing herself to keep her eyes open throughout the previous night.
Instead she sat uncomfortable, anxious, her palms were sweating. She felt sick.
"Have you cast a spell on someone?" she blurted the question to break the silence, flipping the page to find the very spell she cast on Aria. She ran her fingers over the page, thinking about that night before shaking her head. "I mean, a harmful spell. Have you hurt someone?" Jamie and Kore always knew of each other's practices and helped each other where they could, but the younger witch never really asked too deeply about Kore's past or how exactly they had access to bodies for necromancy; it seemed like that would be changing today. "Sorry, I- I just need to know".
