Post by Benjamin Keyes on Dec 4, 2009 6:38:14 GMT -4
Benji sat comfortably in a booth against the window of a quiet cafe; the window was slightly ajar and let the slow, grey, stream of smoke that was lazily seeping from the cigarette in his left hand drift out the window, every few minutes a train rumbled past, rattling the windows and creating a shudder that ran through the foundations of the building.
His other hand was resting gently on the pages of an open book he had just purchased, its elegant leather cover lay flattened against the smooth stone table, the front page had been read, but now the book lay forgotten, Benji was absorbed in his own thoughts, he stared absentmindedly out the window watching the outside world but not really concentrating on the details.
The drink that the waiter had placed in front of him was untouched, a tall rich looking macchiatto, Benji didn’t really feel much like drinking it either, his mind on too many things, his upcoming meeting with Laurence Carter, his subsequent Auror training, the realisation that he was making a big step in the path that lead towards his future.
A slow, irritated restlessness had settled itself in the pits of his stomach, it was on the verge of boredom, but probably because he was lonely, spending most of his time in solitude, it was telling him to be reckless, to be spontaneous, Benji silently agreed with it. He just had to find the right moment, or person. Pity he knew next to no one in this town, he re-introduction to the wizarding world held promises offriendshipss andacquaintancess. He just had to meet these people, cravingconversationn and socializationn once more, he longed for a close few freinds to share his thoughts and idea's with.
His other hand was resting gently on the pages of an open book he had just purchased, its elegant leather cover lay flattened against the smooth stone table, the front page had been read, but now the book lay forgotten, Benji was absorbed in his own thoughts, he stared absentmindedly out the window watching the outside world but not really concentrating on the details.
The drink that the waiter had placed in front of him was untouched, a tall rich looking macchiatto, Benji didn’t really feel much like drinking it either, his mind on too many things, his upcoming meeting with Laurence Carter, his subsequent Auror training, the realisation that he was making a big step in the path that lead towards his future.
A slow, irritated restlessness had settled itself in the pits of his stomach, it was on the verge of boredom, but probably because he was lonely, spending most of his time in solitude, it was telling him to be reckless, to be spontaneous, Benji silently agreed with it. He just had to find the right moment, or person. Pity he knew next to no one in this town, he re-introduction to the wizarding world held promises offriendshipss andacquaintancess. He just had to meet these people, cravingconversationn and socializationn once more, he longed for a close few freinds to share his thoughts and idea's with.
