Post by Leighton Robards on Sept 23, 2012 14:57:30 GMT -5
It was ten o'clock at night and Leighton was drinking coffee in the Leaky Cauldron. The only notice he was taking of the crowds of drinkers around him was to sketch little drawings of them on the spread out napkin in front of him. It wasn't his usual style, but something had inspired him to do it, so it was worth trying anyway. He was unaware of the time, and hadn't realised that he appeared at all out of place - he had been working, and then he had gone home for a bit and done a few things, then come here, and as he frequently lost track of hours and never looked at a clock, it could as easily have been 6pm as 10.
Glancing up from his scribbles and looking around himself, it occurred to him that it was a bit busier than it had been, and quite a lot noisier. Still, nobody was bothering him, and sitting by himself was something that Leighton had got so used to at Hogwarts that it no longer felt uncomfortable. He glanced back down again, only to catch a glimpse of someone approaching him from the corner of his eye. Tensing slightly in anticipation of possibly having to make conversation with a stranger (possibly a hostile one), he looked up again, a wary expression on his face as he took in who was in front of him. He thought he vaguely recognised her... did she work here? He thought she might...
((OOC - Sorry, crap quality love, hopefully it'll get better!))
Glancing up from his scribbles and looking around himself, it occurred to him that it was a bit busier than it had been, and quite a lot noisier. Still, nobody was bothering him, and sitting by himself was something that Leighton had got so used to at Hogwarts that it no longer felt uncomfortable. He glanced back down again, only to catch a glimpse of someone approaching him from the corner of his eye. Tensing slightly in anticipation of possibly having to make conversation with a stranger (possibly a hostile one), he looked up again, a wary expression on his face as he took in who was in front of him. He thought he vaguely recognised her... did she work here? He thought she might...
((OOC - Sorry, crap quality love, hopefully it'll get better!))
