Emelié Donauvier's Story

"oooh what a nice evening, the smell of summer in the air and jummy people everywhere, aha there's that shop I wanted to go to!" She walk up front to the small clothes shop, the evening sun giving the window an orange glimmer, in the window a manickin stands with a small dress in purple and black." well this is very pretty, I think I want it." she walks into the shop and walks towards the cashier that's looking down on her mobile, smiling at something. When Emelié gets to the cashier, the woman looks up and smiles. "oui, what can I do for you young mademoiselle?"Emelié smiles at the words, she wouldn't exactly call herself young anymore. " well I would love to try on the dress in the window if thats possible" she points at the dress she wants and the shopkeeper smiles, she walks to a rack of dresses and pulls an example of the dress out and hands it to Emelié. "Merci" she says ans skipps to the changing room, putting the dress on and looking into the mirror, she likes it. she buys the dress and leaves it on, not wanting to change back to her own clothes. She walks up and down the busy roads, soon seeing the place she wants to go to and enters a small alley, walking towards the café where policemen are sweeping up dust from what seems to have been a half-blood. she smirks, that fool, trying to attack someone here ha! she thinks as she enters the café soon seeing the person she wanted to meet. " Aurore!" she smiles and walks up to the woman she just called out to.