Spending the day handing out resumes had sure done a number on Thelma. It had been over half a year since she had graduated and job hunting had been arguably more difficult than finishing those darned NEWT exams altogether.
Disheartened, depressed and if not a little disorientated from the blithering cold, Thelma had made the long and aching walk to her favourite store on Diagon Alley. Music always cheered her up in times like this, and there had been a new heat of magical artists hitting the streets recently. Despite the snow and her weary heart, it was worth a quick visit.
"What's a good vinyl to try next...." Thelma mused to herself as she browsed the store's merchandise from the warm interior of the records shop, snow falling with little remorse on the straddled shoppers outside.