trailing down a long forgotten path ''

[chelsea ashland boot.]

Sleeping in past the normal hours was exactly what this girl loved to do. Sure, it was a waste of daylight and all but it gave her a lot of energy to be able to do whatever she pleased come the time she woke up. Rolling over onto her stomach at this moment, Chelsea was just a bit to close to the edge. A loud clunk could be heard from all around her and as she woke up, Chelsea was on the floor. Muttering something about rolling off her bed to often, she just laid there for a moment before dragging herself up and towards her dresser. Opening the first oak draw, she searched throw it for a certain thing. Pulling out a pair of jeans and a red top, Chelsea undressed before placing them upon herself and brushing her hair. Looking at the case of make-up she had next to her mirror, she smiled. Every single color was staring at her like they wanted her to try it now but she was just going to be simple today. Lining the eyeliner on her eye, she put the eyeshadow on next and left it at that after applying a bit of lipstick. Her natural curly hair was good for today. Knowing she was off work for today, that didn't happen often so some shopping was going to have to be done in Diagon Alley. What though? She wasn't to much of a fan when it came to shopping in the wizarding world, she loved the muggle shopping centres, so for now she'd just go to Diagon Alley and do more of a wandering search, see everything she could. Chelsea was a very curious person, sometimes to much for her own good. It was how she was and she enjoyed always following the curiousity to find out as much information about things that she could. Information interested her a great bunch.

Gathering a few things in her hands, Chelsea placed them into her bag. If anyone who didn't know about magic saw what she put in their they would not believe they could ever fit. An expansion charm had long before been placed on it so that she could keep more items within it. Her thoughts were to just bring things 'just in case' as it was better having it when you needed it than having to go back to where you started from to recieve it. Some people thought it was smart others thought it was useless. People in this world could be judging but truthfully, she didn't care what others thought. Chelsea was raised to think for herself. She never saw a different way and because of that she was very independant when it came to anything. She didn't like to ask for help but to experiment. Sometimes that could be a good thing and others it wasn't great at all. Stepping out of her house, Chelsea got the distance she needed and than spun. Shaking her head when she was in Diagon Alley she hated apperation with a passion but it was th quickest way for her to get around. Pulling the scarf she'd thrown on more close to her, it was a bit more windy than expected. Winter was now upon them and she wasn't to excited for that but she'd live. The thing was, with England snow didn't stay for long before the rain returned. Some would say that was a good thing and others would say they weren't a fan of it. Chelsea preferred the rain, but thought snow was fine as long as she had a heating charm surrounding her. She wasn't exactly a fan of getting sick or having frost byte.

Walking around for who knows how long, Chelsea ended up buying a book and that was about it. Being herself, she'd gone through almost every single store that was located in the space. The time was unknown to her but she had all day and wasn't rushing it no matter what. It was starting to get dark and she guessed it was around six-thirty now. Yesterday before she left work was when she had actually gotten her money. She didn't usually carry any around with her unless she knew their was a possibility she'd buy something. Chelsea was one to save, not spend. Being an employee at Gringotts had it's advantages as she could get her money out faster than the usual process others had to go through. Planning to leave, Chelsea spotted her last stop before returning back to her house. Grinning to herself, she walked over towards the Ice Cream Shop. She'd loved the ice cream shop and even though it was not the same owner, it was still great ice cream. Opening the door, she saw it had a normal level of people within it. Just getting a cone, Chelsea paid the man before going and sitting down at one of the booths. She'd finish this and than return home. Or at least that was what she was planning. Licking her ice cream cone before it started to melt, it had been quite awhile since she'd done anything like this actually. Ice cream was not her favorite but since she hadn't eaten all day it was good for a snack before going home. She couldn't last all day.

tag; devon.
status; done.
word count; 978.
music; i loved you before you were a myspace whore - fall out boy.
notes; blah, crappie post.