let me guess

three

forever wishing i had feet.
feet that could fly.feet that gave me powers.

the man walks through the shop door,causing the bell to ring and me to look up at the front desk.

"morning,sir," i greet."how may i help you?"

"do you have the finest of fine potions?"

i walk out from behind the desk and lead him down the stairs.

downstairs,there were shelves among shelves of differently shaped bottles filled with strange colours.

"price will depend on the type of potion you'd like."

he nods."thank you,ma'am."

i head upstairs and back behind the desk,grabbing a book and opening it up.

minutes later,i look up to the sound of the bell and see the door open,but no one's there.

strange.

i set the book down and stand.i walk out the door and not too far away to be noticeable,but not too close to keep up with,i see a man appear.

the same man that was in my shop,to be specific.

and at that moment,i realised we had been robbed.