"Wishes are just promises that confuse mortals." - Jinn proverb
Another group of grit-dusted revelers pushed their way into the already overcrowded entryway. The concert had attracted all sorts of characters, and the Beacon City Lounge had never been this busy before.
Table orders were piling up, and a certain tarnished hookah was exhumed from the back of a dusty storeroom and lit...