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Alex began to walk down the main street of Obsidian harbour, it was a packed little town bustling with people, who where running frantic trying to get everything they could get their hands on. His brand new clean Nike runners glistening in the sunlight among with the rest of his clothes, that where all black, and all Nike. He was caught up in his own little world as he walked, but managed not to barge into anyone just of yet. His hands shaking as he walked, he felt like someone was watching him, but it was probably just his nerves overreacting as they usually done. He reached the end of the road and decided that he would turn back and walk back the way he came, nothing really stood out to him.
He crossed to the other side and started looking at the Brooms, some where really good, but none compared to the broom he had. One of the fastest stock production brooms ever made. He looked away from the window and across the road at a little goblin, carrying a large bag of galleons, he was probably half the size of the bag, which made it look a little comical. The next minute something pushed into him and he was on the ground.
He crossed to the other side and started looking at the Brooms, some where really good, but none compared to the broom he had. One of the fastest stock production brooms ever made. He looked away from the window and across the road at a little goblin, carrying a large bag of galleons, he was probably half the size of the bag, which made it look a little comical. The next minute something pushed into him and he was on the ground.