Marian walked into Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, her 3 sickles and 22 knuts clutched in her hand. She struggled through the crowds toward the games stand. As she neared it, her heart sank. she didn't have that much money. Why did Gobstones have to be so expensive? "A couple more days at Hogwarts," she thought. "Then I'll have enough money." Dissapointed, she walked over to admire the other things they sold. "I'm poor. I'll never be able to buy anything." The Weasleys were poor, wouldn't they understand? She grabbed the set of Gobstones and walked over to the counter. "Excuse me, I'm poor. Would you sell this to me for three sickles?" The cashier looked at Marian with a look that made her know what the answer was before the cashier even opened his mouth. she looked at the ground. "O-okay. I'll go put this back." Her footsteps were heavy as she trudged back to the game stand. On the way, she could see happy children buying expensive toys. "They're so lucky, having a lot of spending money," Marian thought. "If only I had money, too." She relunctantly put the Gobstones set back and sat down on a near bench so she could think.
This is my second time Roleplaying, is it okay?