Digging through the past

Wednesday wasn’t expecting to receive a call from Monday that afternoon as she left school. Things had been relatively quiet for the coven lately, and Wednesday had been too busy burying herself in her research to think much of it.

But it sounded like whatever Monday wanted to talk about was important, and as a member of the coven, she was always willing to make time for the others. The research could be put on hold for an afternoon. So she waited in the apartment above Saturday’s mechanic shop, the older witch she was living with had some errands to run, leaving her alone with her cat while she waited for Monday.

@Zora

After a few moments the door opened for Monday, and the younger witch was there to greet him, already changed out of her uniform into a comfortable shirt and trousers.

“Hey, Monday.” She greeted him with a smile, opening the door wide to let him into the shop. “Come on in, door to the apartment is through here.”

Wednesday nodded her head to the stairs near the back, past all the machines and other work tools, that lead up to the apartment, heading back towards it and gesturing for him to follow.

“So um, I got coffee brewing if you want some?” She asked, awkwardly, evidently a little unused to playing the host.

"Saturday's been alright," She said as she led him inside, heading over to the kitchen to grab the coffee pot. "I um, try to stay out of his way mostly, but...I think we both kind of appreciate not having to live by ourselves."

She absently rubbed one of her arms as she spoke. It had taken her a little while to get used to the older witch, at first he'd been quite intimidating to her. But as time went on she'd grown more comfortable.

"As for Frodo, well," She gestured her head to the living room, where Frodo, he would notice was asleep on one of the couches, purring softly to himself, looking comfortable. Wednesday poured two mugs, one for herself and the other for Monday. She passed him one, before moving over to the couch next to her cat, crossing both legs as she sat down and absently scratching behind her familiar's ears.

"How about you? Um, have things been good with Gany and Candle?"

"Grostman?" She tilted her head to the side, eyebrow raised, leaving Frodo alone for a moment to hold the mug with both hands, savouring the warmth while she thought about it. "Possibly, I'd need to look through my collection again. I um...brought a lot of books with me when I came here."

She almost winced a little, afraid she might sound like she's bragging about it. But in reality her family had built their collection up over many years, she was just the one to inherit it.

"Why? What's this about?"

Wednesday tilted her head to the side as she listened, brow furrowed in concern. She would be lying if she said she liked Candle, she thought the elemental was just a bit intimidating (even if her attire made them hard to take seriously). But she could understand that they would be upset about the name of someone who'd enslaved them.

"I see...what was in the book?" She asked, curious.