Post by ALEXZANDRA SPENCER PEYTON on Apr 14, 2010 2:26:31 GMT -5
she is the prom queen ,
i'm in the marching band,
she is a cheerleader, i'm sitting in the stands.[/b][/i][/font][/size][/color][/center]
Alexzandra Peyton was not the kind of person who would fit into her normal societal circle. She had been apart from everyone for so long that she had practically been pushed out of the circle itself then, upon returning, she was so awkward that she wouldn't fit in again anyway. This didn't seem to bother the twenty three year old, at least not as far as everyone else was concerned, but if truth be told she was tired of the whispers and tired of being afraid. It was the need for space that had brought her to Muggle London on this rather chilly morning. It was odd weather for this time of year but she did not question it too much, she had no desire to make her head spin. Bag slung over her shoulder she set off towards a little café she remembered from a previous visit. It had been a while since she had been out here, her ex-husband had dispised anything muggle, and she was not sure if it even stood there anymore.[/b][/color] she asked, a thick accent masking her English slightly. Lily returned the smile and glanced at the menu briefly "just a cappucino and some of your mudcake, please" she responded. The woman tsked at the younger lady but a smile betrayed her amusement you'll lose that lovely figure if you order sweets like that too often[/b][/color] she said, shaking her head slightly. Alexz just laughed and watched as the woman walked away, chattering to a couple of elderly ladies along the way. It was this sort of service that kept people coming back to a place, at least that was Alexz's opinion.
As she rounded the corner a large sign came into view and she smiled. The Corner-Side Café still stood proudly in all its glory. She quickened her pace slightly and made her way to the café front. She needed to relax, that was for certain. She had been strung so tight the last week that she simply needed to calm herself down and breathe, to take a break for just a moment and coffee and cake seemed the perfect way to do that. What better way to relax that with chocolate. It had been one of those days where everything seemed to go wrong and Alexz was ready to simply go home and fall into a heap on her bed. She opened the door to the little café and made her way to one of the tables towards the back, beside the window. She sighed, rather contentedly. The café was rather quiet and known for its excellent food, though admittedly she was curious if it still served food as good as she remembered. She gently drummed her fingers against the wood table as she looked out the window. The sky was a cloudless pale blue and the sun shone heavy on the ground though, suprising as it was, there was not much heat coming from it, even for this late in the morning.
A small, plump, elderly woman with a kindly smile bustled over to the table, pad and pen in hand what can I getcha love?
She glanced around the little shop, noting the soft flowers that sat in vases along the counter, providing the delicate aroma that seemed to melt with the smell of the food that was being prepared. The walls were a soft shade of blue with the wooden skirting boards setting off the wood in the furniture and making it look all the more elegant. The light that shone through the window seemed to reflect off the surface of the wood tables, giving them a sort of glow that made them look rather... magical! Alexz smiled softly at the reference that she had made in her mind. The smile disappeared all to quickly, however, as a shadow fell over the table and a voice spoke from behind her, causing Alexz to start and jump slightly. She spun around, a little too quickly, and sent the menus and napkins flying to the floor.
rp time;; saturday around 10am
rp location;; corner side café, muggle london
character wearing;; a need to fit in
top lyrics from;; girl next door - saving jane
word count;; six hundred and seventy five
tagged;; open
notes;; gah! my muse totally died [/size][/blockquote]