 Ren! Anashti l Brat Pack l Sally & Dr. Finklestein
It had been a long time since Eulalia Hwang had come to Diagon Alley, for any reason really, but especially for any type of supply shopping. In fact, the last time she had been there she'd probably still been a Kwon and only dating her sweet husband - where as now they had been married for nearly 4 years and with a beautiful little boy - whom was spending the day on Appa's tour bus with him while she had come here. As a new Eomma, it occurred to her that she should probably keep her supplies better stocked with coughing potions, essence of dittany, all of those little first aid concotions.
And she also had an idea for a new art piece brewing in that head of hers. Which was only beginning to take further shape as she entered the apothecary and perused the shelves - looking in particular for ingredients with very reach hues of color that she could use to potentially dye some paper. She had just reached out to grab something, when it slipped through her fingers and crashed onto the ground. She jumped back with a yelp and shouted a small "Watch out!" for anyone else that might have been in the vicinity. Thankfully the ingredient itself was not toxic or harmful, but glass still could be.
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