★ wannabe historian ★ Baekry
Jule almost ran towards the three broomsticks. Being in a crowded common room was just not working for her right now. Entered and ordered some pumpkin juice. She found an empty table near a window and went to sit. She bought her journal and a quill with her. She needed to clear her mind from everything that's been happening. From the flooding to common rooms being shared. She sighed and kept writing random sentences in the journal...
__________________ I don't bend easy, budge or break; 
Trust me, you don't want it with the female Scarface; |