Dominique Weasley (ex_middlechi142) wrote in parabolical, @ 2008-04-22 16:55:00 |
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Entry tags: | dominique weasley, open |
Who: Dominique and OTA.
When: Night fall.
Where: A random food court.
What: Annoyed with everyone trying to tell her what to do. Causing a little mischief?
Rating: TBA.
Dominique had left the quiet confines of Scorpius' hotel room long ago. She enjoyed spending time with him, because in certain circumstances they were rather alike but that didn't mean she didn't like time on her own. She was a solitary creature, after all. It was beginning to get to her that people were starting to tell her what to do, and how she should do it. Maybe they were just being nice but she didn't care. Some of these people she didn't even know. They all seemed to be silently telling her to watch her step. Don't go to the dark side. Which was just bloody ridiculous. She was intrigued by those who did bad things and why they did them, but she had no interest to join them. She knew the difference between right and wrong.
So now, now she was chowing down an incredibly unhealthy meal of Mc Donald's, something she had never had the pleasure of eating before and wishing someone would just come up, blow a hole in the wall and she could have some fun. Growing bored with simply picking her fries up to eat them herself, she used alohamora and conveniently levitated them, catching them with her mouth mid-air. People were giving her weird looks, and someone was bound to run over and ask her what the Hell she was doing and the Ministry would swoop in and arrest her sorry backside or give her a yelling at but she didn't care. Anything was more interesting than watching Fat Man Mcgraw in the tables in front of her stuff his face with every food item made available to him. Anything was better than having her gaze inadvertantly drawn to his shorts which had slid down revealing his arse.
There was something about bizarre situations that made people stare.