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Originally Posted by HOPEendures She watched as he threw in a coin of his own and then when he sat she took up her own spot on the edge of the fountain. "Unfortunately, no. Doesn't stop me from trying though." Arianna looked over her shoulder back at the fountain. "I know some people think you need to go out and make life what you want it, but there are just somethings that no matter how hard you try seem to never happen. So I wish for them," she said wistfully. "Nice to meet you too Zachary." She relaxed a little and a smile spread across her lips as a silent chuckle shook her body a little. "I wish I could say I was waiting on someone but I'm all by myself. I usually bring Camden, my Pygmy Puff, with me but he hates the cold." Other than the purple puff, she did everything alone...but she wasn't going to tell that to someone she just met. "How about you? Looking to meet up with someone or enjoying this day by yourself?" [/QUOTE]
Zach found it rather comfortable to sit there listening to Arianna. He thought he was able to gather what she meant with her explanation. There was a nod for him and as he gazed into the water yet again, he said, “I think it’s a bit of both. Wishing for things to happen the way you want and working for them.’’ This was him speaking from experience especially given what had happened to him a few years back.
It wasn’t rare that Zach met someone who had a Pygmy Puff as a pet but as someone who never had one, he was fascinated. “What colour is he?’’ the man asked with interest. As for her being alone, he didn’t know if the feel sorry for her enjoying this fine weather, despite it being cold, on her own. “I’m not. I was actually on my way home but decided to pass through Diagon Alley. My boyfriend probably wouldn’t be home as yet anyway.’’ In other words, he was in no mood to go home to an empty house. |
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