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Post by Bridget Ashford on Sept 8, 2007 23:59:44 GMT -5
Bridget wandered through the park aimlessly, trying to buy time until her favorite bookstore opened in a few hours. Seeing as how she spent the first eleven years of her life falling in love with muggle literature, she found that she couldn't part from the addictive novels now. So there she was, wasting her time because she didn't bother to look up when the stupid store opened. As she strolled along the little dirt path in the park, she couldn't help but feel relieved that she was finally going to buy the next book in the series that she was reading. She felt like she had waited for that book for forever...and a day for the stupid thing to be released.
Once she came upon a bench, she decided to let her legs get a little rest. Bridget had walked all the way from the bus stop, and her feet were starting to hurt. She sat her bum on the bench, pulling her legs up underneath her. She pulled out her planner, and began quickly looking over her list of things to do. Seeing that she had a completely blank schedual, the reality of how empty her love life was really sunk in. She couldn't even remember the last time she was on a date. Wow...how pathetic.
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