Diana
There turned out to be quite a few perks to being a witch. For instance, you could get rid of a hangover in a matter of minutes with a fragrant tea made from some mysterious herbs Sabina had brewed. And so, the secret behind her perpetually fresh appearance after our drinking sessions was finally revealed.
“I’m not your friend anymore,” I grumbled, thoroughly enjoying the way my head was gradually clearing.
Sabina raised an eyebrow.
“You could have shared the recipe for your miracle drink,” I explained, pointing at the mug.
“First of all, it’s not my recipe, but Adamine’s. Secondly, I couldn’t have, Di. Ordinary humans absolutely cannot drink it,” Sabina said, spreading her hands. “But now you’re a witch, so we can drink without suffering the consequences. Cool, isn’t it?”
Yeah
