(Day 3)

Sarah jolted upright in her bed. She remembered that day extremely well because that was the day she'd been bitten by the Werewolf. She would wake up in the middle of St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies later only to overhear her parents whispering on the other side of the door. Suddenly to them she was an abomination, a monster. They no longer wanted anything to do with her, and if they had had their way, she would have been out of their house faster then you could say bubotuber pus. She lifted her shaky hands up to her face and rubbed it several times as if it would help. Sarah looked out of the dirty window beside her bed and noticed the sun peeping in. Knowing that she would not be able to go back to sleep anytime soon, Sarah got up and headed towards the bathroom. Her roommate, Jenny, her best friend and co-worker (at both of her jobs) was still asleep, so she did her best not to wake her as she went through her morning routine which consisted of a lot of wand work on her part. Her scars were gruesome to look at it so she often used concealment charms in order to cover them up. Can't scare away the customers, right?

"Jen, it's time to wake up. C'mon you gotta go in with me." Sarah grumbled as she watched her roommate and friend mumble something incoherent in her sleep and do her best to pull the covers back up over her head. Rolling her eyes, Sarah discreetly pulled her wand out and issued Jenny a very sharp stinging zap.

"Ouch! What the hell was that?"

"I dunno, a bug?" Sarah replied. "At any rate it's time you got up and got ready. They're two people short remember? I'll be in the kitchen making some much needed coffee for the both of us."

Yeah, yeah was the only response Sarah got but at least Jenny did manage to get up and get ready on time. It wasn't too long before both young women were sitting at their little rickety table drinking their mediocre coffee.

"Ugh, are we ever going to make it out of this hell hole?" Jenny asked mournfully. Jenny stood at about 5'4 and was what Sarah called a "walking piece of canvas". The girl was covered almost from head to two in tattoos, had several piercings (some in places one doesn't want to think about), wore Goth-like clothing, and her hair was in a constant state of change (today it was black with blue tips). She was Sarah's truest, and only friend, and she was also a muggle. Together the two girls finished up whatever they were doing and headed out of the door.

(Day 4)

"Sarah, you heading home for the night?"

"Yes, Jez I am."

"Need an escort?"

Jez was one of the bouncers at Club Shadow and probably one of the nicest guys anyone could ever come across. He had long blond hair which he kept pulled back into a tight ponytail at all times with eyes the color of storm clouds. He was at least 6'2 and was all muscle and Sarah often wondered why he didn't have a girlfriend. He was real protective over the girls that worked at the club, but what he didn't know is that Sarah had her own means of protection.

Thank you very much for the offer Jez, but where I'm going I don't need an escort.