T.A.N (_theodore_nott_) wrote in plagued_logs, @ 2016-11-03 18:10:00 |
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Who: Theodore and Open
What: TBD
When: 2nd November, afternoon
Where: Outside the shop he lives above
Theodore had always been quite the recluse. Even in school he had much preferrred to spend time on his own than in a group, even including his dorm mates. So now that he was enclosed in a very small space with a lot of people it was more than just a tad out of his comfort zone.
He had set up home above one of the shops that sold second hand robes and other clothing. The flat above the shop was nice and reasonably spacious, but it had a constant smell of mist lingering in every corner.
Initially, Theodore had felt bad about eating the food, but needs must, he reasoned. He'd also found it helpful to have a ready supply of spare clothing, even if it was old and difficult to find his size.
Now, though, there was very little food left. Theodore, wrapped in a large cloak, stood in the doorway of his borrowed abode, smoking a cigarette and watching people hurry past.