"Lavy?" Stacey asked, her brown eyes looking black in the soft light of the moon. "What are you doing out here?" She hadn`t seen Lavy in a while, but then again, she hadn`t seen anyone in a while. Third shift was a crappy time to work, and she didn`t even get to see Aiden as much as she would like to. She was still dressed in her work clothes from the Three Broomsticks-- jeans and a dark long-sleeved shirt. Not only could she be armed without anyone noticing, but the dark colors kept the worse stains from showing. She was glad her boss gave her full run of the place when she was there.
The wind pushed her hair out of her eyes, and she glanced towards the trees, sensing something. She ran her hand over her sleeve, feeling the line of her wand against her forearm.
"Are you okay?" She added. Lavy had helped Stacey deal with the voices in her head, but she never knew if Lavy still heard them or not. Of course, there could be a million different things wrong, but she thought she would start with the basics.