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Shopping wasn't a favorite activity for this young Irish redheaded boy. Yet he knew it had to be done and the sooner the better. Rose, his mother, had always told him to get the things that he disliked done first. So that when time came that was free, he could always enjoy the things that he found a good use of his time. Shopping was without a doubt the one thing he hated to do hence the reason he was in the Harbour today finishing up the shopping that would be over soon enough. Not even the fun shopping was being done. The quills, ink, parchment, and books were all items on his list of things to do. Soon after would be the items he actually wouldnt' mind getting such as a wand and a pet. As to which type of pet, Sage hadn't got a clue. His sister had gotten a cat. Sage himself wasn't much of a cat person. Though what type of animal person was he?
Wondering down the streets left foot, right foot, left foot, right foot. Sage wasn't really paying too much attention to where he was going. More so that he was trying to think about where he saw the quill shop and if getting a red quill would be too overused for those in the Gryffindor house. As he walked his long hair which today was let down to it's full length. He was wearing another 'Sage' outfit of just blue jeans and a black tee. His red sneakers almost brighter than his hair, which was truthfully saying something.
Stepping into the quill store, Sage went about his bussiness exiting the store with a bag in hand. "Shopping should be considered punishment" He said to himself as he sat down on a nearby bench his eyes scanning the people that walked by enjoying reactions of those young and old, enjoying simply the interactions between the people.
Wondering down the streets left foot, right foot, left foot, right foot. Sage wasn't really paying too much attention to where he was going. More so that he was trying to think about where he saw the quill shop and if getting a red quill would be too overused for those in the Gryffindor house. As he walked his long hair which today was let down to it's full length. He was wearing another 'Sage' outfit of just blue jeans and a black tee. His red sneakers almost brighter than his hair, which was truthfully saying something.
Stepping into the quill store, Sage went about his bussiness exiting the store with a bag in hand. "Shopping should be considered punishment" He said to himself as he sat down on a nearby bench his eyes scanning the people that walked by enjoying reactions of those young and old, enjoying simply the interactions between the people.