there were a couple of downfalls to be an insufferable person, but perhaps one of the worst was having to eat by yourself on your lunchbreak.

if she had decided to eat lunch in the ministry she surely would have found someone to eat with, but she hated most of the people that worked there; they were all so drab and one dimensional and didn't seem interested in what she had to say, which was preposterous, really! it didn't help that she was mad at nicholai voltin (...again). he was easily her favorite company to have and to keep, but things were awkward. her emotions were far too unstable and the moment she decided to forget all about the love confession that had been ignored, nicky found another way to piss her off.

even felicity wasn't stupid enough to know she was pissed at herself, not at him. but it was so much easier to blame things on everyone else, thus she did so on a regular basis.

felicity was good at blaming other people, and she was good at escaping, and on this particular day escaping meant taking an hour lunch away from the ministry. feli needed the fresh air, and so she escaped the ministry and found herself in diagon alley, amidst a mid-day crowd that unsettled her, although she wasn't sure why.

something just didn't seem right, but felicity's hunches were always wrong (although she'd never in a million years admit it!) and so she settled back onto a bench outside of the menagerie shop, peeling back her banana and people watching, wondering how many people had problems just like she did.

not that she particularly cared about those people or their problems but hey, give her some credit, will ya? at least she wasn't cursing the world or being boisterous, loud, or an asshole. she was simply eating her lunch, alone, and it was a feeling that she should have been used to by now, but it today it loomed over her like a raincloud and she didn't know why.

but that feeling came once more; something just didn't seem right.