“Oh…crap! Crap, crap, craaaaap…”
The words spilled out of Andryanna’s mouth as she bolted down the street, adjusting her bag on her shoulder. Her blonde hair kept falling into her eyes, causing her to constantly raise her arm to push the strands back behind her ear, getting them out of her way so she could see where she was going. The time on her clock was 20 minutes passed where it was supposed to be, and she knew that she had to run if she wanted to make sure that the entire band didn’t get up and leave. She had been trying so hard to not do something stupid like this; to not be late on her their first meeting. But, things kept coming up, and she hadn’t been able to leave her other appointment until a few minutes ago. She did have other clients, after all!
Skidding to a halt in front of the Leaky Cauldron, she once again hoisted her bag up on her shoulder and caught her breath before walking inside. She pulled the door open and stepped inside, clearing her throat as she scanned the area. It was fairly empty inside, except for the members of the band and a few other patrons. No one was paying much attention to the group, since…well, none of them were screaming women throwing themselves at them. Actually, Andryanna was the only female in the place. She didn’t stick out or anything. Nope.
Approaching the group, she looked around at all of them, pushing her hair back again. “Um…hello. You’re the Hobgoblins, aren’t you?” She gave them a quaint smile, hoping they didn’t think she was a groupie or anything.