Off work - Open
What: Pansy's just getting out of work, it's getting late...
When: July 6th
Where: Outside Abberly Advertising
She stupidly declined the offer a fellow co-worker brought forth to walk her home. Said she'd be fine. It wasn't far, not quite. But this particular night, as she left the building at the honeysuckled hour of seven o' clock; the night clamoring down around her in spills of black around the spots of streetlight, it seemed like she was at the start of the Great Wall of China. Like she had a journey ahead of her.
Apprehending her breathing to a steadier pace, she clutched at her designer Moonshine bag and was intensely aware of the click of her heels against the pavement. Where was everybody?
Of course, she knew. With the rising scare of witches being kidnapped, no one wanted to take chances. Even though the advertising building was highly upscale, the area surrounding it was a little more bourgeois.
Now, as she walked, she wanted to believe her mind was playing tricks on her, that she wasn't hearing another lonely soul's footsteps in accord with her own. Her grip tightened even more. Why did her stupid wand have to fail her..