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- Ash Wand 14 1/4" Essence of Hair from the Tail of a Male Unicorn
- Age
- 6/2016
It was summer, and the warmer weather had finally arrived. Angela had found the new found warmth to be perfect for trying out her new summer dress, and proudly walked through Brightstone, with her tan bag in one hand and an ice cream cone in the other. it wasn't too warm, only about sixty five Fahrenheit; so Angela had been smart and also worn her jacket. Back home Kairi was with a babysitter, one that Angela had come to trust over no other person. Her cousin, Skyle. it was more like it was Skyle's turn to take Kairi, but since they both had an equal part in the young child's life now, it didn't really seem pertinent to say they were sharing the girl.
Angela's thoughts enveloped her so, that much like when she was a child, she found herself lost. Not really terribly lost, but unsure on whether she was supposed to turn left or right to exit Brightstone. She looked down both options, but as she recalled it was a fair distance. One led her to an area that was less than wholesome; and the other took her out and onto the cobblestone that led to her front door. Angela was nearly going to flip a coin when she heard steps; and turned to see a man who seemed to be walking with purpose, as if he knew where he was going. Angela had recently learned that swallowing er pride was a good thing, and the young, ex-ravenclaw approached the man. Her throat clearing noise seemed to be enough and then she ask, "I'm sorry to bother you, but I've been turned around. Which was to leave?" Hopefully she was clear enough, though Angela didn't mind clarifying if it was needed.
Angela's thoughts enveloped her so, that much like when she was a child, she found herself lost. Not really terribly lost, but unsure on whether she was supposed to turn left or right to exit Brightstone. She looked down both options, but as she recalled it was a fair distance. One led her to an area that was less than wholesome; and the other took her out and onto the cobblestone that led to her front door. Angela was nearly going to flip a coin when she heard steps; and turned to see a man who seemed to be walking with purpose, as if he knew where he was going. Angela had recently learned that swallowing er pride was a good thing, and the young, ex-ravenclaw approached the man. Her throat clearing noise seemed to be enough and then she ask, "I'm sorry to bother you, but I've been turned around. Which was to leave?" Hopefully she was clear enough, though Angela didn't mind clarifying if it was needed.