 Atypical Ravenclaw Bookworm // Hair Flipper Pro / / the edgy starbuckian // Hot Messie
Even with her scarf and cloak tightly wrapped around her tiny body, Mina still felt the cold seeping into her bones. Very odd to be feeling so cold when it wasn't at all that cold at the moment. It was a bit windy but ther ice cold chill that was bitting at her bones was a bit un-natural to her. It didn't help that she couldn't brush the chill that she felt back in the tiny store when she saw that strange cloaked figure. Perhaps she was just letting her overly active imagination, as of late that is, get the best of her.
Looking at the village street, she questioned why she was even still there. She had long accomplished what she had set out to achieve a time ago, but here she still stood alone on the street. The simple sight of the little street busy with students was bring back memories for her. Memories that she really didn't want to have nor needed at the moment. This wasn't the time for self-pity! She did have very much to do and she was yet again wasting time just standing like a lost puppy in the street.
It wouldn't be good for her to waste more time at all and with that thought, she turned on her heels and made her way back toward the castle. Securing that she newly shrunken bags were safely secured in her cloak pocket, she tightened her scarf a bit more and started back to the comfort of the castle and maybe a stroll around the grounds. She did have to make up for some lost time on some of her assignments and with the excitement in her other lessons, she feared she was slacking in doing what was asked of her.
Passing a few familiar faces, she couldn't help but remember what i was like to be surrounded people you knew or what it felt like to have a friend by your side. Silly girl, so dramatic for such an age. It isn't as if the world is ending. Death is normal and so is tragedy. She really did need to stop thinking like this. |