The petite blond huffed as she lugged a trunk behind her, wobbling in her heeled boots. Stuck in London. Overnight no less. Those tubes would be the death of her one day. Glinda scowled furiously. Her curls were topped with a bobbled hat to protect her from the snow. "Next time--" She huffed. "--read the app before you leave the house, Glinda." The witch grumbled to herself. If only she'd taken the moment she wouldn't be in the position of trying to find somewhere to sleep in the middle of London nearing the Witching hour. The unfortunate witch gave a shriek, nearly slipping on the icy street, grabbing onto a street lamp for stability.
"Oh fluff this!" Anywhere would have to do. Glinda hoisted the trunk up from the floor and hauled it to the nearest doorway. She was out of place in a dingy ale-house like this but it would have to door. "Please tell me you serve some kind of wine other than red or white." She implored the bartender.
Glinda Upland | Wicked | Witch
The petite blond huffed as she lugged a trunk behind her, wobbling in her heeled boots. Stuck in London. Overnight no less. Those tubes would be the death of her one day. Glinda scowled furiously. Her curls were topped with a bobbled hat to protect her from the snow. "Next time--" She huffed. "--read the app before you leave the house, Glinda." The witch grumbled to herself. If only she'd taken the moment she wouldn't be in the position of trying to find somewhere to sleep in the middle of London nearing the Witching hour. The unfortunate witch gave a shriek, nearly slipping on the icy street, grabbing onto a street lamp for stability.
"Oh fluff this!" Anywhere would have to do. Glinda hoisted the trunk up from the floor and hauled it to the nearest doorway. She was out of place in a dingy ale-house like this but it would have to door. "Please tell me you serve some kind of wine other than red or white." She implored the bartender.