✦✦Discourse/thoughts | @Renelle Dalton | 13 de Outubro de 2023✦✦

It was the weekend, the sun was a bit intense and Mari was in her dorm watching everyone go out, either to Hogsmead or Diagon Alley, so she decided to go too, but precisely to Diagon Alley with the hope of doing some shopping , and maybe find someone she knew

Mari leaves Hogwarts wandering the streets until she reaches the alley, when she gets there it is completely full, By Merlin's beard, what did all these people come to buy here?!, Mari stops in front of the crowd looking at the guys still thinking about the idea and leaving "Ughh, why not? Come on...EXCESS ME, GET OUT, GET OUT OF THE FRONT PLEASE!" Mari says at first, mumbling and finally speaking to so that the people nearby could hear, Mari continued walking through the crowd, until she got tired of pushing and was pushed about 100 times, until she stopped in front of a store... like "Weasley`s Wizard Wheezes"

Ok!, Mari entered, and surprisingly there weren't as many people as she thought, was it crowded? It was, but not as crowded as outside, Mari started looking at things thinking where to start, she wanted to buy something... but what? Mari starts to walk, walk, until her leg gives out and she runs into a girl who was facing the shelves looking at things "Ah! I'm sorry for going against you, I didn't believe it, my leg failed Says Mari, massaging her leg

Renelle really ought to start thinking things through before she went somewhere.

Really, the girl thought grumpily as she was pushed against yet another random person, struggling to right herself, who would have expected there to be so many people in Diagon Alley? Sure, it was one of the most popular wizarding destinations, but normally, the streets were only this insane level of crowded right before the school year. It had been true all the previous times she came here, so why not now?

Suddenly, someone bumped into Renelle, hard, causing her to stumble and almost tip over. “Okay, this is it!” Grumbling to no one in particular, she ducked into the nearest shop next to her, desperate to escape the stampede outside. At this rate, she was going to be crushed before the hour was up.

The immediate change in noise level was disorientating- at once, it seemed like Renelle was submerged into water; compared to a second ago, everything was so quiet. Of course, there were still voices, but it was nothing, after what she had endured earlier.

Looking around, she realized that she was in one of the more well-known shops in the Alley- Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes, home of all the joke and prank items you could want. Renelle couldn’t fathom how this place could have so few people, at least opposed to the other shops, but she wasn’t about to look a gift horse in the mouth.

Heading over to one of random shelves, Renelle started picking through the variety of items they offered. She was going to leave this horrible place as soon as possible, though waiting until things cooled down a little bit outside wouldn’t hurt anyone.

Just as the Ravenclaw picked up a hideous bright green boomerang-like object, she felt the all-too familiar sensation of getting run into, this time from behind. Perhaps any other time, she might’ve gotten mad at the clunky person who happened to walk into a whole human being right in front of them, but this time was an exception. Why? Simple- when Renelle got bumped, she lost her grip on the boomerang in her hand, causing it to fly through the air and hit her assailant - a girl, maybe around her age- right in the face. Hard, too, it seemed.

Renelle froze, eyes darting around. “Um, sorry?” She didn’t need to feel too bad, though- in her defence, it had been the girl who’d run into her, causing the boomerang to spin out of control in the first place, after all.

Interacting with @Mari Alves

✦✦Discourse/thoughts | @Renelle Dalton | 13 de Outubro de 2023✦✦

After Mari apologizes to the girl, she is probably hit by a boomerang in the back of the head "Hey! Careful" Mari says controllingly, here it hurt a little, but it was Mari who started it, so I couldn't" kill" the girl because of this.

The boomerang continues until it hits a person's arm and returns to the girl that Mari had gone against, it was a girl a little shorter than Mari, with +/- her age, probably a year younger and a Ravenclaw, Mari not managed not to laugh when the boomerang hits someone else's arm and doesn't realize what happened, Mari gives a low laugh, not wanting the person who was hit to notice, otherwise they would think it was Mari who threw it.

Mari looks around, and there were still few people (compared to outside), and Mari realizes that she would like to see up close the things where the Ravenclaw girl was, " Pleasure, Mari, Mari Alves", says Mari speaking forward, touching what she wanted to see that was close to the girl, it was a set of stones, which Mari was about to buy some time ago, and a kind of exclusive cards.

Mari continued to notice things and started talking to the girl"It's really horrible out there, of all the times I've been here since freshman year, I don't think it's ever been like this" Mari said to the girl, looking for what she was thinking of buying.

It was disorienting how abruptly the situation had switched up. One moment, Renelle was frozen in time, gaping at the girl she’d just hit on the head with a boomerang; the next, said girl was talking casually next to her, striking up a casual conversation.

The whole situation was a bit confusing, but she sure wasn’t about to question it and remind her fellow student about the bashing with a boomerang. “Um, yeah I guess.” She shrugged, then glanced uncertainly at her companion. No one somebody could be so calm after getting attacked.

But she was. “It’s pretty crowded, all right, I don’t think we’re gonna make it out of here without getting squashed or something.” Hey, might as well converse, right? The dark-haired girl seemed cool, and would perhaps make a valuable acquaintance. It never hurt to be social every now and then.

“What’s your name?” That sounded like a normal chit-chatty question, right? Asking about their name. Turning slightly, she peered discreetly at the product the girl appeared to be looking at. A set of stones. How lovely. It was almost as if one couldn’t go out, and find an identical set on the ground. At those were free.

Whatever, it wasn’t like it was her own money that was being wasted. If her friend delighted in throwing away her money on some rocks, who was she to protest?

Interacting with @Mari Alves