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Krel Ansell · 04-23-2019, 02:08 AM

Text Cut: Sachin

”It’s good,” he admitted about the food. He wasn’t certain just yet if it was too spicy or if he just wasn’t used to it. Either way he was glad he had the pumpkin juice.

He was about a third of the way through his pumpkin juice as Sachin asked about the rosette. ”Nope,” he said licking his lips a little. ”You look great.” He smiled at the man as he recapped his pumpkin juice and tucked it under his arm. He wanted to reach out and touch him, but restrained himself. Instead he passed the spicy naan back to Sachin.

He turned to look the rows of merchant tents. ”Should we get something to take to our seats? Who knows how long the game will last.” He took another bite of the naan he was still holding. ”Or do you want to go to the meet and greet tent? See that guy you and Winnie were talking about?”

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Krel Ansell DMLE & DIMC Mooncalf Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: Drowning in files Posts: 7,069 Ministry RPG Name: Conley Singh-Phora International Cooperation Ministry RPG Name: Hugo I. Bumble Law Enforcement x1	randomly tagged \| Norbert(a) \| The Wandmaker (tm) Text Cut: Sachin Quote: Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 [kay, so it seemed like nothing was wrong which was a relief to Sachin. Conley needed to relax after all that hard work during the course of the year prior to the World Cup. He would see to it that the man did as much as possible. He grinned a little as he watched Conley eat. “Something like that. Achchha laga, hai na? Nice, isn’t it?’’ He always remembered to add a translation into the conversation anytime he slipped into Hindi. Conley might be a man of many languages but Hindi was not something he was familiar with. Sachin followed along while fixing his rosette. Proud fan of the Indian Quidditch team here. It didn’t matter to him whether they win or lost, just as long as they played their best. “How does it look?’’ he asked, showing off the rosette. “Is it crooked?” ”It’s good,” he admitted about the food. He wasn’t certain just yet if it was too spicy or if he just wasn’t used to it. Either way he was glad he had the pumpkin juice. He was about a third of the way through his pumpkin juice as Sachin asked about the rosette. ”Nope,” he said licking his lips a little. ”You look great.” He smiled at the man as he recapped his pumpkin juice and tucked it under his arm. He wanted to reach out and touch him, but restrained himself. Instead he passed the spicy naan back to Sachin. He turned to look the rows of merchant tents. ”Should we get something to take to our seats? Who knows how long the game will last.” He took another bite of the naan he was still holding. ”Or do you want to go to the meet and greet tent? See that guy you and Winnie were talking about?” __________________