 Ariadne & Lauren <3 Toto * RotiSila * ToRo * Braveheart * Grandma & Mama Tori
It was cooler than Kazimir had thought it would be, yet still warmer than he was used to with growing up in Russia. Not that he had stayed there for a while, with living and working in Madrid… but the bone-deep cold was something you didn’t forget. Not even after years of living in the gorgeous heat climates that Ariadne and he had done. “Are you warm enough?” The man asked Ariadne in easy Spanish.
Dr Ariadne Grahn. His wife and very much the best of him… Who, knowing her, very much wished to be on a broom instead of watching this match. Unfortunately, while he wished to help her with every dream, that wasn’t one he could do at this time. Which made him sad… but he had made a promise to make sure they were here (with good seats) to see all of the action first hand.
Stepping closer as he gently placed one hand on the base of her back, he gave her a lop-sided smile. “We should either have something to eat, or buy snacks for through the match.” and he needed to make sure he had enough water to see them through a long showdown. Wouldn’t do to run out mid-match.
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