#zenbusuru

“I can’t believe you’re paying me sixty six dollars to stay in your house.”

    Ohta was fully prepared to catch the store door before it HIT him- but when he didn’t have to, his face quickly morphed into one UGLY bunch of wrinkles. “       hey, could you move? you’re kinda in my way if you stand there like that. “ he didn’t want to have to get THAT close to her.

‘ I wasn’t expecting you again so soon,’ The witch hums, barely glancing towards the other as he goes about his business, searching through the many shelves lining his walls. ‘ Tea ?’ He asks, already reaching for the leaves and setting a pot to boil with the flick of his hand. ‘ Did you run out of the herbs from last time already ?’

‘ May I help you ?’ The witch asks, perhaps sounding a little more blunt than he intends. It wasn’t odd to come across creatures this deep in the woods, but it was always interesting when he did. 

‘ Fascinating ...’

He couldn’t even be mad. 

“Yes.”

“I can’t believe you’re paying me sixty bucks to stay in your house.”