Post by Jasper Thomas Fawley on Apr 27, 2020 14:39:35 GMT 5.5
[attr="class","jasperpost"] Jasper had a great day at the team practice and he actually felt glad to go back home when the sun was still up. There has been times in his schedules when he would stay up late nights with his team and try and work on some strategy for their upcoming games long with their coach. But luckily today wasn't that day. While he would usually have no trouble to spend time with his team or talk about Quidditch, he wanted to have something to drink. He looked at his team and saw that t hey were all talking to one another, and so he chose to go by himself. "I'm off to the hopping pot, see y'll tomorrow morning". As was usual, Jasper floo-ed to the leaky cauldron from the office in the practise grounds, and began to walk his way towards the hopping pot which was in the carakitt market. While he could directly floo to that place, Jasper prefers to walk a little in the evening hustle and bustle of the market and the alleys. Not long after, he reached the place and stepped inside the familiar place. Ordering himself a glass of gillyweed, and began to sip on it. The games were going to start in the month of September and soon it was going to be a crazy ride for him, soo busy that he would seldom see his family. He had been very much lost in his thoughts that Jasper had not noticed that he was joined by another person. |  |
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