praying for love in a lapdance
& PAYING IN NAIVETY
isn't this exactly where you'd like me?

As Leigh glanced up towards the sky she noticed a lightning bolt illuminate the sky. It seemed to rush forth from the clouds and strike the earth with a loud roar, which made Leigh crack a small smile. A couple, hand in hand, wandering down Knockturn Alley ran in front of her to get to some location unknown by Leigh.

ODD.

Leigh, on the other hand, took her time walking down the street. The golden locks Leigh adorned, framed her face and dripped in long spirals down the front of her robes. Leigh blinked. As she opened her eyes, she noticed the tips of her eyelashes had rain drops sticking to them. Leigh squinted her eyes then proceeded to blink a few times in order to shake the water from the tips of them. She saw a sign for a shop she was unfamiliar with and decided she needed to get out of the poor weather.

Thankfully, the shop provided an escape from the rain because she was soaked. She shook her
arms and legs off still feeling the rain slide down her boots.
One thing was sure she was inappropriately dressed for rain
and this pathetic excuse for a shop, which she had slunk into to escape
the rain. Leigh was hardly overdressed, but this shop was a mess.
She rubbed the back of her neck and cocked her to the
side, deciding she should have just worn ripped jeans and a tee.
Leigh's locks were slightly damp against the side of her face, but
it seemed to have an alluring effect rather than a heinous one
probably because the rain had only hit a minute or two before
she popped into the small shop. It was located in a back alley she
was unfamiliar with. She could only assume what kind of strange,
seedy deals went down here. The shop keeper eyed her for a moment.
As she starred back at him she realized rather quickly he had one glass eye.
Accidentally, Leigh's nose turned up as she caught a glimpse of the eye.

Quickly, she turned away and preoccupied herself with looking at the oddities in the
shop and passed through to another room in an attempt to escape the shopkeeper's gaze. She did; however, take a minute to peer over the corner to see if the shopkeeper was watching her and he seemed to be doing exactly that. Leigh glanced around taking in her surroundings. As her eyes scanned the vicinity she noticed quite a few of the items where muggle related as if the shop keeper did research on them himself. Leigh lit up at the prospect of a shop that actually had muggle related equipment contained within. It didn't look like it was heavily advertised she happened to just stumbled upon a backroom in her desperate escape to get away from the shopkeeper's wandering eye. A part of her began to think the shop might have been a really happening place a few years back; however, now it was filled with dust and dreadful curmudgeons.

Leigh could feel a gust of wind coming through a cracked
window.

Classy.

The wind brushed her sandy locks off her cheeks
revealing a set of rosy cheeks. The wind was refreshing
because Leigh had already begun to feel couped up
in the small shop with the hired help staring her down.
One man in the shop looked suspicious who was standing in the corner.
He probably just wasn't used to seeing young women perusing such
a strange collection of muggle oddities.

Leigh's eyes narrowed in on the gentlemen whom
she smiled at coyly, just making things a bit more interesting.