Wistee

It's not easy getting your way as a witch. For starters, getting yourself all the necessary wands, books and tomes, ingredients and utensils for whipping up potions and brews... it all costs money. Let alone how much it costs to just live normally as well. Times certainly have changed for a witch, especially if you live in a city.

Nesteled cozily in an apartment, Wist is a aspiring witch. House a sprawling mess of whatever tomes and spells she's managed to save up for, along with clippings and memorobilia of various witch and wizard related things. However, bills won't pay themselves, so the lass has secured herself a job. A job delivering... pizza.

Not the most glamorous of jobs for a spell-casting sorceress, to be sure, but it's what she makes do with. After all... they do pay the gas for her moped. Along with actually encouraging her to be 'in-costume,' as they so call it. Something about the people enjoying her showing up with their deliveries.

Despite this, the lass seems to exert a presence of annoyance and anger towards folks, often snapping or slapping anyone getting a bit too friendly or 'on her nerves.' At home though, her cat would say she's far more... quiet and cheery. That is, if cats could even talk.