Petya had needed to replace her cauldron for a few weeks now. She had procrastinated replacing the old, second-hand cauldron and it had held up against her tantrums and outbursts. The cauldron had several cracks and was chipping on the inside, it finally cracked in half when she threw it across an empty room and it hit the wall.
It was getting colder for her usual attire so she grabbed a coat which she permanently borrowed from a boy she met while she was traveling. She traveled down to Durmstadt by herself and perused some of the shops for a new cauldron and some ingredients. Maybe she would treat herself to a chocolate later.
She was looking through some of the cauldrons at a magical supply shop when she knocked over a few and they crashed to the ground. "Oh shit," she muttered as she hurried and tried to scoop them all back up onto the shelf.
It was getting colder for her usual attire so she grabbed a coat which she permanently borrowed from a boy she met while she was traveling. She traveled down to Durmstadt by herself and perused some of the shops for a new cauldron and some ingredients. Maybe she would treat herself to a chocolate later.
She was looking through some of the cauldrons at a magical supply shop when she knocked over a few and they crashed to the ground. "Oh shit," she muttered as she hurried and tried to scoop them all back up onto the shelf.
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