- Messages
- 338
- OOC First Name
- kaye
- Blood Status
- Muggleborn
- Wand
- Curved 15 1/2 Inch Unyielding Ebony Wand with Phoenix Tail Feather Core
- Age
- 4/2034
Gwen was glad to be back at New Zealand, despite enjoying her time in foreign countries. She knew she needed a break from it however and to find something more consistent for a steady income. Cadell had been helping her try to find something, but truthfully she didn't like most of what he suggested. Nothing seemed fun to her anymore, and she often wondered if she should just give up trying to find a job and study instead. It would get her some qualifications to find better jobs and would also give her a taste of what she might be heading into, which was definitely a good idea, but she just wasn't sure if she should tell Cadell what she was thinking just yet.
The woman was walking through the streets in her jeans and leather jacket with resumes in her hand. Cadell insisted that she hand these in to places that she walked past in hopes something might come her way. But the more Gwen tried to find something, the less motivation she had. It was cold, so she tucked the resumes into her jacket and put her hands into her pocket, wondering what she should do from here. Would Cadell be all that upset if she studied instead of worked? Her mind was racing with what she would tell him and she didn't notice that she was walking directly into someone. "Oh, sorry!" she exclaimed, taking a step back just before they collided. As she looked up she recognised the hair. Was he a quidditch player? She didn't want to say anything in case he wasn't, but her heart was beating against her chest, unsure if she should be excited or not. "I'm Gwen! What's your name?" There was only one way to find out if he was.
The woman was walking through the streets in her jeans and leather jacket with resumes in her hand. Cadell insisted that she hand these in to places that she walked past in hopes something might come her way. But the more Gwen tried to find something, the less motivation she had. It was cold, so she tucked the resumes into her jacket and put her hands into her pocket, wondering what she should do from here. Would Cadell be all that upset if she studied instead of worked? Her mind was racing with what she would tell him and she didn't notice that she was walking directly into someone. "Oh, sorry!" she exclaimed, taking a step back just before they collided. As she looked up she recognised the hair. Was he a quidditch player? She didn't want to say anything in case he wasn't, but her heart was beating against her chest, unsure if she should be excited or not. "I'm Gwen! What's your name?" There was only one way to find out if he was.