Date/Time: September 21st, late morning.
Open to: Any
Today was Danny's birthday. He was sixteen years old today, but he didn't feel any different. He'd skipped breakfast as usual, choosing instead to have a fag and a cup of coffee.
He was now under a tree, reading, of course. Today it was a treatise on Potions, something that intrigued the slender boy to no end. He flipped a page idly as wind tossed his hair.