Time 'alone' in the middle of nowhere

[Abathyn Dalmoir]

Abathyn was tired of home. She had left Jaimee with Melodie and Adam and apparated to Somalia, the first place that came to her head. She sat down and thought for a moment, then conjured up a sand-colored tent. She could always send Melodie an owl saying that she was taking a break from NZ, right? Abathyn looked around the empty, blank desert, and decided that it was slightly too hot for her current attire. She stepped inside her magically large tent and changed into a loose teeshirt and a pair of board shorts, then placed her black cloak over her shoulders. Abathyn would never be seen dead without her cloak. She conjured up a chair and sat outside with a book. Suddenly she heard a faint noise of people in the distance. She sighed annoyedly.

((All right, people can join in now. Abathyn dislikes most guys, so the more the better. Abathyn has a temper. ))