The worker witch glanced at Ruby, her lips pressed into a thin line, and her tone was dismissive. "What can you do? This computer won't work until tomorrow, so there's no point," she said, waving her hand as if to shoo Ruby away.
But before Ruby could respond, the old witch stepped closer to the desk. Her trembling hands clasped together as she begged, her voice quivering. "No, please… help me. I can't keep coming back like this. At my age, even walking here is difficult. This mistake is causing me so much trouble... Please, isn't the government office supposed to serve the public?"
"You should let me see what's wrong. Maybe I can help," Ruby said, her voice cutting through the tense atmosphere.
