 Lawra ∞ 17 | RP entrepreneur | defies gravity | Miss George is flawless | blanket burrito lyfe
Beau was SOOOOOOOOOO EXCITED TO BE HERE. Forget all of the sads he had had this summer or this year or ever in his life because ENGLAND had MADE THE BLOODY FINAL IN THE QUIDDITCH WORLD CUP AND HE HAD CAMPING TICKETS. He'd made sure that he knew exactly where his family tent was, but also where his cousins tent was (because they'd probably end up sleeping in the same tent to be honest) and that's where he was heading right now.
RIGHT NOW.
He unzipped the door and burst through it. "HELLO STEMP FAMILY. HELLO AUNTIE LORI. HELLO HELLO. I NEED SPARRRRRRRROW." And not Liberty. K thanks.
"SPAR. MATE. C'mon. Let's go SEEEE the quidditch lovin' girls around here! THEY'RE IN SHORTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" And there might even be some super duper fit players around too. OMG. Beau was going to pass out.
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