𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 : knockturn alley !
"keep moving," and though she aims for the sort of aggression that would discourage any further questions, luca cuts such a pathetic image that her tone would be easily ignored. she's been in worse situations. it's difficult to remember that, right about now, but she really has been. the towel wrapped around her body is secure, her wet hair is clipped out of her face and her shoes, though untied, are sturdy enough. she's out of the main traffic area, round the back of borgin & burkes, her luck run out on her way back in from throwing out a bag of rubbish that she was now wishing she'd just left 'til later - she hadn't meant for the door to lock behind her, and hadn't brought her wand in case it did. it could be ten times worse, though it still felt awful. cheeks blazing red, she stays staring at the door as if she might be able to burn a hole through it, resolutely refusing to even look at her audience as she says, "please. keep moving."