Sitting Alone

[Charles Abberline]

Charlie decided to walk around the school grounds for a bit, breathe in some fresh air while he waited for his next class to start. He walked out of the castle and towards the garden, looking around. There weren't many students out here so he decided to find himself a good place to sit. Charlie settled down on one of the stone benches and made himself comfortable by using his robes as a pillow for him to sit on. It wasn't really warm outside yet, but Charlie still enjoyed the bit of sunlight that was shining on his face. Not really caring about the fact that there were others around, Charlie closed his eyes for a bit. He'd been up since six o'clock and could slowly feel himself getting tired again. He started thinking about the stories his mother used to tell her about the 'adventures' she and his father got up to while working as a Hit Witch, which had been part of the reason why he had decided to do the same thing as her when he was older, even with his father trying to talk him out of it because it was a rather dangerous profession and he was sure to get hurt at some point.