Lack of Fun

A scowl covered Eliza's forehead as she walked down the street. The sun has just set, the darkness should have been welcomed by the young girl, but not tonight. There was simply nothing exciting to do. She couldn't even get some alcohol from any of the stores and pubs she visited earlier. The adults were not so set in their ways where she came from. She couldn't even spot any small children to terrorize. Not even any good looking young men to fool and flirt with. It seemed to her that the only way to have some fun tonight would be to go into one of the pubs and sit at the back and watch how the wizard folk there got drunk and stupid. She scowled ones again, yes, not a very exciting evening at all.