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Having finished with all the shopping he had meant to have done, Avie was hoping to just head home, relax and enjoy the last few minutes of the day hanging around with his cousins. He had done most of the shopping himself. His aunt and uncle had been around, but had stayed away. Occupying their kids and letting young Avie do what he wanted. Which really suited him just fine, it meant that when he was finally heading home, well, to where they were currently staying, because Auckland was a little to far to be a viable option right now, he had noticed in the distance a park. It was relatively far but he could see it. Now, the boy realised he had two options, option number one was just go straight to the park, which he really wanted to do, and option two was just head back home and drop off the stuff to then go back to the park. The only issue that he thought was wrong with the latter of the two was the fact that if he went home, he might not be allowed to head back out. They might expect him to stay, ignoring the mighty need he had to play in this play park. He was standing at a sort of figurative forked path though the end point was that he just really wanted to go play in the park. He was practically jumping on the spot trying to make a decision. He wanted to go. Super bad. It looked so fun, even though he was pretty far from it. Parks were fun. It was almost 100% certain that a park was fun in Avie's mind. If the park was bad then he could quickly leave. Looking down at the bags in his hands, Avery was finding that this really was a difficult decision. They were heavy, and he didn't want to lose any of the items. But, the park. The young boy glanced around him, seeing if there was any way of the nature around him telling him the decision to make, tell him what to do. Until, he looked at it again, and suddenly the decision had been made, without thinking it over to be sure he was making the right choice, the boy set off in a fast sprint. Clutching the bags tightly though not too concerned about breaking or dropping them.
It really didn't take him long to get to the park itself. Once within it, he dumped all of the belongings on to one of the benches and covered it with his first jumper, Avie was wearing two. That plus his usual dark blue beanie hat were what he was wearing to keep warm during the winter months. While this meant he was slightly more exposed to the elements, the jumper did cover up almost all of the bags, so people wouldn't really know what was in them. Avie told himself that no one would actually steal it if they couldn't see was any of it was. In any case, it was now at the very back of his mind, he had tried and if they got stolen no one could actually blame him. Now that he was in the park, the boy paused. Glancing around himself. Looking at everything that he could possibly have a shot on. He was getting more excited by this. But, in the end, he settled on the roundabout. It was something that he could run with, and also then mess around with. He could hardly contain his excitement. Running to it, and then gripping the side to then run, round and round, going as fast as he could, before jumping on to it, and using his foot to move faster, pushing and pushing. Not slowing down, or giving himself a break. While Avie was excited to be going to hogwarts, this was so much fun, and though his thoughts had been on the castle and that school for the most part of the day, they had completely vanished. He didn't even think to see if there were other people in the park. Instead he paid attention to himself and the fact he'd really wanted to be in the park, and now on the roundabout. After a few more pushes, the boy began to carefully, although for most what Avie considered careful was not in fact in the slightest careful, move around. Jumping up and down, just to see what it felt like. He did eventually lose his footing somewhat and face plant, but it didn't really stop him. He just flipped to be on his back and kept his eyes on the spinning sky that was slowly spinning less quickly. Eventually it stopped and unsteadily the boy got to his feet. Stumbling from the dizziness and finally settling himself down on a swing. No time for rest when he probably couldn't spend too long in this park.
It really didn't take him long to get to the park itself. Once within it, he dumped all of the belongings on to one of the benches and covered it with his first jumper, Avie was wearing two. That plus his usual dark blue beanie hat were what he was wearing to keep warm during the winter months. While this meant he was slightly more exposed to the elements, the jumper did cover up almost all of the bags, so people wouldn't really know what was in them. Avie told himself that no one would actually steal it if they couldn't see was any of it was. In any case, it was now at the very back of his mind, he had tried and if they got stolen no one could actually blame him. Now that he was in the park, the boy paused. Glancing around himself. Looking at everything that he could possibly have a shot on. He was getting more excited by this. But, in the end, he settled on the roundabout. It was something that he could run with, and also then mess around with. He could hardly contain his excitement. Running to it, and then gripping the side to then run, round and round, going as fast as he could, before jumping on to it, and using his foot to move faster, pushing and pushing. Not slowing down, or giving himself a break. While Avie was excited to be going to hogwarts, this was so much fun, and though his thoughts had been on the castle and that school for the most part of the day, they had completely vanished. He didn't even think to see if there were other people in the park. Instead he paid attention to himself and the fact he'd really wanted to be in the park, and now on the roundabout. After a few more pushes, the boy began to carefully, although for most what Avie considered careful was not in fact in the slightest careful, move around. Jumping up and down, just to see what it felt like. He did eventually lose his footing somewhat and face plant, but it didn't really stop him. He just flipped to be on his back and kept his eyes on the spinning sky that was slowly spinning less quickly. Eventually it stopped and unsteadily the boy got to his feet. Stumbling from the dizziness and finally settling himself down on a swing. No time for rest when he probably couldn't spend too long in this park.