(RP with leather-and-storms)

It’s raining hard…, Aly sighed, looking at the window and saw that two hours ago, it started as a soft drizzle. She sighed, closing her book and went up to the cashier’s desk. The shop isn’t going well. Her grandmother didn’t get any new stocks this month because she didn’t pay her hospital bills, and she needed to make new potions sooner or later.

The young mage suddenly heard a chime from the doorbell, looking up to see the man all wet from the rain. 

“Good evening, sir, and welcome to the Cauldron Shop! How can I help you?”, she exclaimed with joy, really glad to see a customer at this hour.