Lisa Turpin (l_turpin) wrote in irreparable, @ 2010-09-23 23:28:00 |
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Entry tags: | dean thomas, lisa turpin |
WHO: Lisa Turpin and [Dean Thomas]
WHAT: Lisa is wandering and randomly knocking into people
WHERE: Diagon Alley
WHEN: Mid to late evening
STATUS: Complete
Lisa had ducked into the temporarily abandoned storage room at the end of the show, staying out of the way as one of the main talents the station used ripped through the lobby and stormed off due to some incident there had been over the guest star not showing. She hadn't been the only one who had vanished - a coworker had actually warned her to take a short break and avoid the wrath of the broadcasting diva.
Lisa had sat there in the storage room for a good ten minutes, idly, running a hand through her hair and wishing the weather hadn't been so humid. She had always had curly, full-bodied hair. She had always simply pulled it back into a ponytail. A few comments by her rather horrid ex had left wondering about if her style was a bit juvenile; it did seem sensible to eventually change ones hairstyle as they grew up.
Still contemplating this as she left work at the end of the day, Lisa decided something drastic to put it out of her mind was in order. Apparating to Diagon Alley and appearing with a soft pop, she made her way down toward the bakery she knew was there. Something a bit on the sweet side couldn't hurt in an attempt to cheer her up. The last thing she needed to do was get into a genuinely bad mood. She had the weekend coming up. It was just one more day, then most of the stress would be gone as the weekend programming tended to be fairly pre-planned in-depth. Finally, after getting something, she started to wander around Diagon while she ate her treat. She started to make mental notes of the layout of the new shops, in the process forgetting to look where she was going. It didn't take long for her to bump into someone on accident.