The unsanctioned wireless program had been operating quietly from the basement of Witch Weekly headquarters in Diagon Alley, keeping mostly vampire hours. Waverly broadcast a few nights a week. She played a lot of music, aired a few old shows she found dusty in tins, and sometimes she said what she was thinking out into the empty dark. She had no idea if anyone listened, but that was part of the thrill. Was this a confessional, or was somebody out there? Either way, she never gave herself a name, or even a tag. She just said what was on her mind, protected by anonymity.
A record by Send No Crows ended. Waverly let the needle drag on the record for a few rotations before filling the silence.Get this, dear listeners: there's something new and shady in Diagon Alley. You remember Calaveras with its anachronistic fetish of black velvet, underlit bartops, and the buy-more-than-drinks reputation. It's a great place for a date if you like your steak rare and something headier than a cigarette. Well, used to be.
Calaveras has a new owner, better lighting, and, uh, fucking questionable taste in fancy dress night themes.
[1] They're calling it Full Moon Festivities. If you're one of the majority here, someone lucky enough not to be a werewolf, and you're sad society doesn't favor you quite enough, this might scratch that itch you have to be snide and tight about a marginalized community the one night of the month they can't smack you for it.
Are all your girls' nights ruined by pitiful werewolves hanging around? Come to Calaveras when they're all going through it! There are probably cringey cocktail specials with shite puns to do with moons and dogs.
Or could be you have a thing for wix with badges and extra-judicial carte blanche to detain anyone who seems werewolfy. Come pull an off-duty werewolf hunter.
Anyway, someone do us a favor and set this place on Fiend Fyre.
Waverly let it hang there a moment. Then she put on another record, a muggle band from the 1940s New Orleans, a tune cheerfully horny with a strong up-down beat.
[1 Apr] Pull a Werewolf Hunter, Light a Fire