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Tegz 
"Thanks, but I can't. Quidditch season, y'know." West paused and decided to elaborate in case Mo didn't know. "Dylan has us on pretty regimented food intake." Which wasn't so easy this term so far. Not that there wasn't food available, just that... the food provided by the school wasn't all that palatable. Made it hard to eat healthy and all, even if West was inclined to shovel almost anything into his mouth.
His eyes were back out on the pitch too, but only on a certain Gryffindor.
"..... you have tryouts today?" West had noticed the gear. His own broom was laid out carefully on the seat behind him, and he was still in his practice robes, hair tied back and all.
No, Mo didn't have ANY idea what Quidditch season had to do with not being able to have chocolate frogs. He glanced down at his stomach and patted it almost affectionately before returning his attention to the pitch. Was Elise going to make them all go on restrictive diets? Wasn't it enough that Mo'd spent all summer training (and growing)?
"Yeah, in a bit." He wasn't nervous or anything, just sort of wishing that it was over and the team was selected. Trying out had him all conflicted anyway, so it would be better if the decision was just made. "Did you end up making that salmon ladder thing?"