@OfBleedinWraith Zelda took one more puff before flicking the blunt until the cherry was out and stuck it into the pocket of her robe.
"Save that for later."
Diagon Alley was where she stood. More so, an /actual/ alley. Zelda back was leaned against the wall, a cancer stick between her pointer and middle finger. Ash dangling off. It was a little break before school would be starting up again. The brunette needed supplies--
It was nighttime. The students nestled away on there beds. But, sleep was not on Zelda's mind. Hiding away in the courtyard, was that stinky sweet smell. It clouded her mind. Soothed her soul. It sent tingles through her body that she never wanted to be without--