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Rubbing his hands together, Airey blew into them to keep them warm while he tried to recall just where he had put his gloves. He was sure that he had brought them with him, knowing that it would be cold for today's match...only it seemed that now they were no where to be found. Oh well, he would just have to keep both his hands shoved in the pockets of his coat then.
Giving Miss Greenwell a quick salute - and he was expecting to hear that cheering! - he turned his attention to the pitch as the game began with a stellar score by Mr. Branxton. Golf clap to you, Mr. Branxton. His body was too stiff to do anything else.
Oh...hot chocolate...that sounded really good right now. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
As the players wizzed by, his gaze followed their movements and fell on an unfamiliar student in the stands. Or maybe it was just a face of a student that he had forgotten? He was usually very good with remembering such things, though. "Enjoying the match?" he asked her, his teeth chattering just a little.
Oh, and well done, Mr. Stark. Proving to be an exciting match already!
__________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back.........................................
But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass.....................................
The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony
My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like |