- Messages
- 247
- OOC First Name
- Steph.
- Wand
- Kingwood 15 1/2" with Essence of Thestral Tail Hair
Fatima was at the daily Prophet office when the editor in chief came saying that there was a wreck in Bleak street. She smirked as she stood up from her desk, placed her self writing quill in her messenger bag and her reporters notebook. "I'm on it, Sir." Fatima said walking out of the office.
She needed this story or else, she won't get a job or just stay in the office for the rest of her life. While walking, her heels where loud as hell. Fatima wants that story and she will get it, by the time she was at the said place. Fatima saw everything was in a total wreck like what her boss said.
She needed this story or else, she won't get a job or just stay in the office for the rest of her life. While walking, her heels where loud as hell. Fatima wants that story and she will get it, by the time she was at the said place. Fatima saw everything was in a total wreck like what her boss said.