You were new in town, you couldn’t tell the good parts of town from the bad parts of town but you somehow managed to find yourself in what definitely seemed to be the artsy side of town.

Pushing opening the doors to a café that you were pretty sure must have been a part time wicca meeting place, you made your way to the counter in hopes someone around here knew how to make a cup of coffee.

“Hey, welcome to Moonstone, what can I get ya?” A girl with a black heart adoring her left cheek and silver hair with purple highlights greets you and you’re even more sure this is some kind of occultist meet up place.

The girl with the name tag that read ‘Sable’ with a dark heart on either side caught you staring at her and began to smirk. “I promise our coffee is yum, we only put dead bugs into the drinks of rude customers.”