Owen Rivers
tutor, living for my dreams, survivor
- Messages
- 10
- Blood Status
- Muggleborn
- Relationship Status
- Single
- Sexual Orientation
- Pansexual
- Age
- 12/2014
It’s a small village in Scotland, folks!
There was something about the approaching Winter, that Owen really liked. Though Christmas tended to be something of a tough time for him, he liked the generally friendly nature most people seemed to have about them. Owen had spent most of his life in Scotland or the UK in general, Hogwarts had been his home for many years. Leaving it, like everyone inevitably had to, had been a challenge, he hadn’t really thought about what he’d wanted to do with himself afterwards. He’d thought he’d had his life planned out, but when tragedy struck, leaving his alone for the first time ever, he’d left his life behind somewhat, gone travelling abit. When he’d eventually made it back to the UK, he’d decided he just couldn’t live there anymore, he needed to branch out, try something new and so now he’d packed his bags and was heading to New Zealand, or he would be, very soon. For now though, he was celebrating leaving at one of his favourite bars. They knew him but name, as it was that kind of village, but he wasn’t close to anyone here anymore. He hadn’t stuck around long enough after school to get close to anyone, which was something of a shame, since he was usually a very sociable person! Owen took a seat at the bar and ordered a drink. The bartenders moved to handle his order as he surveyed his surroundings. He would miss this place, definitely. But he was excited to be starting a new chapter in his life, far away from the painful memories of this place, regardless of how much he liked it here.