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Post by Desiree Gesualdi on Oct 22, 2006 16:07:13 GMT -5
Desiree walked into the pub on a Saturday night where it was probably at it's crowded time of the night. She made a small gasp when she smelled the scent in the air. she would have to learn to become used to that smell. And of course the smell of other drinks hanging in the air.
She shook her head lightly seeing some of the people in that place that night. Desi sighed pulling the hood over her head as she slowly found her way to the bar taking a seat on the bar stool. "One Butterbeer." She said quietly not wanting to be noticed in a place like this.
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