WHO: Phylicia, Open WHEN: Friday late afternoon WHERE: Leaky Cauldron WHAT: Being depressed RATING: TBA STATUS: To be completed in tags and aim log tags The entire was pretty much wasted trying to deal with everything that happened with her and Wyatt. She knew that it wasn't really that bad but she couldn't help it. What she heard from what he said hit her more then he could ever know and she didn't want him to ever know that. To know that he could hurt her with only a few words. At least it was better then how she was a while ago, she couldn't even leave the hotel room cause she couldn't control her telekinesis. Now she was better, now she was past it. She orbed to the Leaky Cauldron. She wanted to meet someone new. Someone that could take her mind off everything and lift her spirits back up to where they usually were. She was shocked that she was still down in the dumps and she hated it. She hated feeling upset and guilty, worst of all Wyatt made her feel evil. "God!" she yelled as she sat down. She was still thinking about him.