What could have been. It was silly to think of everything that could have been, the should have been or even that could still be. Well maybe not that latter but certainly the first two. Zorah was going to drive herself insane if she thought much more about her past so she wanted to focus on her future and that was still a little unsure. She had three very lovely options. She could take any path she wanted and she knew not many people had that in life, she was surely privileged, but that didn't change the fact that she couldn't make up her mind what to do.

To help her make a choice, Zorah had decided to take a trip to New Zealand. It seemed logical to the brunette though now she was there she couldn't really remember why. She'd convinced herself it was the right thing to do, that she was going to be able to make her decision here but how was she going to come to that conclusion again? Well it seemed like this was a waste of time at the moment. She needed to find herself somewhere to sit, somewhere to get a drink and watch the world go by. Perhaps this was where she needed to be, perhaps Aridorn was the right path for her. She was sure she could get in with her grades. They'd not been amazing, but they'd been good enough. She knew people dumber than walls and more useless than toilet roll that had been accepted to Aridorn so why wouldn't she?

Well that was the problem. Did she want to go to uni? Did she want to try and chase a quidditch career or maybe even just live the way she was now, off of her' daddy's money? While that was an option, it was not something Zorah wanted to do. She wanted to stand on her own to feet at some point in her life, but when would that be?

Before she knew it Zorah had a hot chocolate in hand with whipped cream and caramel on top and she was standing in the middle of a coffee shop. How in the hell had she gotten there? Zorah looked about, wide eyed like a doe in headlights. She couldn't remember walking, let alone placing an order for a drink, waiting and receiving it. Sure this was what she'd wanted to do, get a nommy hot chocolate, but her mind was so clouded she couldn't remember doing it. Something had to be done. She had to vent every last thought to someone.

Taking a random seat next to a random human being she didn't even look at Zorah let it all pour out as she placed her hot chocolate on the table. "I have no idea what I'm doing. Have you ever had your mind so full of thoughts that you just couldn't make heads nor dragon tails of it?" She sighed. She'd forgotten a spoon. "I mean on the one hand I could learn more stuff, expand my knowledge of the world and how things work, what makes it tick, find out more than just what I was taught at school, but what am I going to do with it? On the other I could try out for a few teams but I've not flown in front of actual real life people in years but then what happens if I fail at both? I can't just live off of handouts my entire life."