Sanctuari Ellison
Well-Known Member
- Messages
- 511
- OOC First Name
- Cole
- Age
- 10/2012
Sanctuari Ellison was in a panic as she made her way through the maze of boxes that were in her new home. She couldn't find the box that her old school robes were packed in, and if she didn't find that box she might go crazy. Flipping her mid-length curls over her shoulder, she stopped to think. Her mother had badgered her about everything, so there was no way she could have forgotten them, right? She would call her mother if her mother would pick up the phone. The old woman always ignored the phone, unless it was called a hundred times. "C'mon Ri, think. You moved your box of dishes into the kitchen..." She started to retrace her steps in hopes that she could locate the box. She'd already attempted to call the box with her wand, but she had o be careful when doing that, lest she get caught. Finally giving up on retracing her steps, she walked into the kitchen.
Peering out the window to her neighbors house, and the lovely garden they had, she noticed a brown box sitting on the decking. "Oh you have to be kidding me." She said, sighing slightly. It looked like Sanctuari might become friends with them sooner than she had planned. It wasn't that Sanctuari wanted to be anti-social, she just wasn't sure how to start conversations with strangers anymore. After all, she hadn't been out much since her Husband's passing. She'd talked to a few people, but it was all circumstantial honestly. If they didn't approach her first, she often found herself not even wanting a conversation. Sanctuari left her box-filled house regardless and made the short walk over to her neighbors house. The spring weather was much to nice for her jacket, which she left inside. After gathering some courage, Sanctuari knocked on the door. She had her speech planned out, and when the door opened she let the words fall from her mouth. "Hey, I'm sorry, I just moved in next door and I think you may have gotten one of my packages." She smiled up into the face of her neighbor, hoping he didn't find her rude.
Peering out the window to her neighbors house, and the lovely garden they had, she noticed a brown box sitting on the decking. "Oh you have to be kidding me." She said, sighing slightly. It looked like Sanctuari might become friends with them sooner than she had planned. It wasn't that Sanctuari wanted to be anti-social, she just wasn't sure how to start conversations with strangers anymore. After all, she hadn't been out much since her Husband's passing. She'd talked to a few people, but it was all circumstantial honestly. If they didn't approach her first, she often found herself not even wanting a conversation. Sanctuari left her box-filled house regardless and made the short walk over to her neighbors house. The spring weather was much to nice for her jacket, which she left inside. After gathering some courage, Sanctuari knocked on the door. She had her speech planned out, and when the door opened she let the words fall from her mouth. "Hey, I'm sorry, I just moved in next door and I think you may have gotten one of my packages." She smiled up into the face of her neighbor, hoping he didn't find her rude.