Every step you take
Who: Holly and Bea
Where: Beginning outside a movie theater in Ann Arbor
When: After midnight
It was a rare occasion at this stage in everyone's lives to have a girls' night out where everyone could make it, so when it happened Holly jumped at the chance - even if she hadn't been feeling too great. Must have been that Starbucks rotten food still. She had met with some friends from high school whom she had reconnected with after moving back, and gone for dinner and a movie. After that, the group had scattered - one had her significant other pick her up, the others were going to a bar, but Holly really just wanted to go home. They had insisted, and insisted, standing outside the theater for a while before Holly convinced them she was in no spirit to 'do the bar thing' tonight. If nothing else, it was how tired she was after a week of secure job hunting and dealing with moving from London more permanently (something that had been cruely interrupted by the building that had fallen on her legs). The dinner had been nice, so had the movie, but she was exhausted.
After saying their goodbyes, and after Holly reassured her friends that she would be fine walking on her own on account of the magic skills she was all but flaunting these days, Holly's friends walked off in one direction while she walked in another. She was almost 100% sure she had cast a protection spell on herself against most attackers. Almost. She had left her car a block away at the cheapest, closest parking lot she could find; It was chilly, so Holly pulled the sleeves of her coat over her hands as she walked, and then lifted the glamour she had cast on herself after running out of time to do her makeup the regular way. Her eyes felt instantly lighter.
Where: Beginning outside a movie theater in Ann Arbor
When: After midnight
It was a rare occasion at this stage in everyone's lives to have a girls' night out where everyone could make it, so when it happened Holly jumped at the chance - even if she hadn't been feeling too great. Must have been that Starbucks rotten food still. She had met with some friends from high school whom she had reconnected with after moving back, and gone for dinner and a movie. After that, the group had scattered - one had her significant other pick her up, the others were going to a bar, but Holly really just wanted to go home. They had insisted, and insisted, standing outside the theater for a while before Holly convinced them she was in no spirit to 'do the bar thing' tonight. If nothing else, it was how tired she was after a week of secure job hunting and dealing with moving from London more permanently (something that had been cruely interrupted by the building that had fallen on her legs). The dinner had been nice, so had the movie, but she was exhausted.
After saying their goodbyes, and after Holly reassured her friends that she would be fine walking on her own on account of the magic skills she was all but flaunting these days, Holly's friends walked off in one direction while she walked in another. She was almost 100% sure she had cast a protection spell on herself against most attackers. Almost. She had left her car a block away at the cheapest, closest parking lot she could find; It was chilly, so Holly pulled the sleeves of her coat over her hands as she walked, and then lifted the glamour she had cast on herself after running out of time to do her makeup the regular way. Her eyes felt instantly lighter.