all she wanted was to look at the new brooms, it wasn’t too much of a dream of hers and yes, maybe she was running late and by the time she reached the shop they were closed. of course they were. if lily luna could ever be on time for anything the world would surely fall apart around her. “bloody christ on a biscuit.” she mutters angrily before letting her fingers fall from around the handle to the evidently locked door. she steps away and shoves her hands deep within her coat pockets as she starts her walk, but much like usual her head is a thousand feet in the clouds and she’s hardly paying attention and her shoulder collides with someone. “bollocks! i’m so sorry. i swear my mum says that if my head wasn’t permanently attached to my body it’d be flying above the ocean right now. are you alright? didn’t break anything, yeah?”









