Bad First Impressions (Miranda)

Rowan finally had a day off from the Ministry. She was getting rather exhausted from all the work she had been doing over there. It was constant fighting, and mental preparation for the field. She was excited for it yes, but was it really worth all of this? Rowan had only met one person at the Ministry who was semi decent. That person was Hunter. They supposedly went to school together, but Rowan didn't remember the guy at all, so he probably wasn't all that important. Sure his face looked familiar, but nothing else.

The next day of training was okay. She had sat at lunch with a witch named Miranda who was an oblivator for the Ministry. That seemed a lot cooler and less stressful than working as an Auror. They agreed to have lunch, which consisted of ice cream. Rowan liked this girl, and she thought they could be great friends. Rowan sat at a table at the ice cream parlor waiting for Miranda.

Today, she decided to wear a purple shirt, and some skinny jeans with black flats. Her hair was her natural brown color, and down with her natural curls. She ran a hand threw her hair. If there was one thing that Rowan hated, it was somebody being late. And Miranda was late by one minute. She wasn't off to a very good impression.