can't tear this sanity inside - - open!!

[LEAH ZOEY MORRISON]

leah pushed open the wooden door and headed inside, bringing with her a blast of freezing evening november air. it was really dragging into winter now, particulary the nights, and you could tell by the way people dressed up in big coats and scalves, only to peel them off and reveal further thick layers. leah was used to the cold, and so when she shrugged out of her cloak she wasn't dressed up in thick jumpers and all.

she headed for the bar, flashing the guy serving drinks a friendly smile and ordering a firewhisky - a favourite drink of hers - and she paid the man as he handed it over. she rather liked the three broomsticks, it was cosy, warm and friendly, but she was more often found in the leaky cauldron. here, there were sometimes just too many kids running about for her to enjoy santuary after a days practise.

she headed over to an empty table and took a seat, draping her cloak over the back of the chair and settling into the comfort of the seat, sipping her drink. her gaze glanced about her, touching on each of the few people here and recognising none of them. it was getting on in the evening after all, and she didn't expect many people had stayed on after dinner time - most went home to families. but leah had no family, and so she often spent an hour or two in a pub relaxing after a hard practise with a drink, before heading back to her home - sometimes with company, sometimes without. tonight though, she just wanted to relax, and she hid a yawn behind one hand as she glanced toward the door, seeing it start to open...