In a large town somewhere in the middle of Scotland you can find one of the most strangest, yet wonderful places on earth.
What's found on the other side of this door? Well it's a cafe/ bar/ bakery/ bookshop. The founders couldn't seem to make up their minds and just mixed all their favorite things together and the Burrow came to be. As soon as you step in you are assaulted by a few amazing smells- Old books are always present and so is a strong coffee smell. While you will usually smell some mouth watering pastry, cookie, cake or baked treat in general. In the evenings you'll sometimes get a whiff of beer, scotch, lager, rum or another type of alcoholic beverage. If not then don't worry. I'm sure some happy patrons will allow you a small sip of there own drinks. After they've had a few of their own first. There will be days where you'll walk in and you'll get the strong smell of smoke or sawdust. If it's the latter then new book shelves are being built, if not then it's probably best to slowly back out of the room. Chances are the main founder is pissed cause of something her sister did so it would be best to come back in an hour or so, once things have calmed down. Unless you feel like seeing a short strawberry haired female turn into a demon while she chews out another girl for her stupidity. It makes a good show that's for sure. So watch at your own risk I guess.
Now imagine a hobbits hole made for bigger people. That's more or less the Burrow. All of its furniture is made from some sort of wood, except the chairs. Those are usually giant beanbags or feather pillows, excluding the few rocking chairs or random swings hanging from the ceiling. To the left of the entrance you've got a counter that also serves as a bar showing off baked goods, with bottles of alcohol lined out on shelves behind the barman and a nice coffee machine that can make any concoction a human can think up. You have stools lined up near the bar, so patrons can sit and chat with each other or the barman while getting a drink, be it caffeinated, alcoholic or good old fashioned water.
To the right of that you'll have tables and chairs set out around the room with plenty of book shelves lining the walls. At the very center of the room is the hearth, made from large stone slabs and almost always lit. Giving the place an even more homey feel. You'll often find someone lounging in a beanbag near the fire, either reading, writing or sleeping. Now to the right of the room you will see a large wooden staircase that leaves to the upper floor. The building has three, but only the first two are open to the public. The second floor is only a half floor, as it's open and connected with the bottom floor, making it easier to keep an eye on people upstairs when only one of the founders is watching the shop. The second floor has even more bookshelves, these seem to form a small maze and it's easy to get lost in them. The walls are stacked with cushions though, so if someone doesn't want to read downstairs they can read above. For the more daring there are a few basket swings hung on the ceiling that will allow you to read in the air, right above the patrons on the first floor.
The walls are painted in different shades of green with lots of different things hung on them. There are plenty of pictures, hand drawn and painted, a few photos and posters. Sometimes you'll find a cork board that encourages people to hang copies of their artwork. There are three on each floor and if one of the founders really like a piece they will frame it and hang it near the bar or hearth.
In general the place is a soothing balm for those looking for a place to escape. It welcomes everyone, as long as they are courteous to others they are welcomed with a smile. Now if an asshole happens to come across the place they are easily dealt with and thankfully never seem to return. This sanctuary was made by a small group of people, well really two females came up with the idea, but the others helped execute it so they are given credit too.
The main founder, and the one keeping the building whole, is a young lady that goes by the name Morgan or Moe. She's petite, with long strawberry colored hair and brown eyes. At first glance she looks as if she couldn't harm a fly, but that is definitely not the case. If someones causing trouble she's not afraid to whip their ass and kick them out or knock some sense into them. Watch out for her silver tongue as well, because if she won't beat you down then she can easily strip you of all your self worth and then some. Severus Snape would shiver if he had to go against such an adversary. Although she isn't all puppies and cotton candy, she cares for those close to her and is always willing to lend an ear to hear your sorrows and hand out some advice. Don't come crying to her everyday though,because if you do irritate her too much she won't be afraid to pull you straight. Often times you will find her in the kitchens baking something tasty, but if she's not there than shes's helping out at the counter or relaxing near the hearth.
Morgans married to Skyler, another founder and they honestly make the cutest/ quirkiest couple. While Moe is petite, Skyler is very tall with baby blue eyes and shaggy blond hair. He comes off as shy at first, but once he gets comfortable with someone he easily opens up to them. Most of the time if Moe's around then he's nearby for he is very protective of her. Honestly few people even think about trying something when he's around just because of his massive height and build. He's often manning the main counter with his wife and if he's not than he's probably upstairs browsing the books or thinking up new ways to fit in more shelves.
These two keep everything in order and tend to do damage control if it gets a bit too hectic, although Nast will be called in and everyone will be given a beat down if it get's completely out of hand. Well those who deserve it anyway. Nast is the only other female of the group and is just a bit taller then Moe, and sports short brown hair and brown eyes. She's fairly friendly and open to everyone, but is very protective of her family and isn't afraid to put someone in there place. People will often mistake her for a young teen because of her childish looks, although once she opens her mouth that immediately changes. Sometimes she pretends to be a boy, just because. You can find her in one of the hanging baskets or behind the bar in the mornings.
There's also Aster who is of average height, with long dirty blond hair and eyes that seem to change from blue to green at random. He tends to speak with a light accent, but is also a fairly friendly person if not a little quiet at times. Although don't try to strike up a conversation about the meaning of life with him, because he can keep that going for hours. The only people who can pull him away from that are Nast and Bell, his respective partners. If he's in the store than he's manning the counter while Skyler is away and than you know Bell is nearby.
Finally and least of all there's Bell! Well, maybe not least of all. Bell is a bit shorter than Skyler and has medium length blond hair and blue eyes. He's a bit snarky and can come off as offensive, but is actually pretty nice once you get used to him. Aster and him both have a twisted sense of humor that they are more than willing to share, although only Moe and Nast seem to want to put up with it or even understand it. At first glance Skyler and Bell don't seem to get along, but they have great bar dynamics that even they can't deny. You'll only find Bell in the store if Aster is there or if Moe dragged him down to help in the kitchens.
As a whole the group seems to be filled with a rag tag bunch of young adults, and it seems like a complete mystery that they somehow manage to run a business together, but it works. Their strange combination can at times be volatile, but they all seem to truly care for each other. Thanks to this mysterious group of strangers a safe heaven for all those looking for a place to feel at home has come to be. And everyone living in that Scotland town are forever grateful to them.
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