<33 Sarah thinks I'm cute | Shan's safe space. Seeing as his dad was working, Corbin had rocked up early with Adam, dragging his best friend along, too. He didn't support either team particularly, but youth Quidditch was almost as cool as real Quidditch, it gave the boy something to do, and hopefully there would be some pretty girls here.
First, though, the boy wanted food. "What d'you reckon..." he muttered under his breath to the blonde boy. "Are our chances of sneaking some Fire Whiskey?" As he spoke, Corb handed over the money for a couple of bottles of Butterbeer, and started inspecting the food that was available. Stuff that he couldn't pronounce. And pizza. And sushi (ew raw fish). And more stuff he couldn't pronounce.
"You want anything?"
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Calling for my demons now to let me go ↽
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