For anyone ^_^ Kimothée Chalamet • The UWU Agenda • Once Baby, Now Trouble • All Growed Up Marseille was bored, which she usually was before any practice or game in general. And it was pretty obvious, especially for anyone who knew her well, that she would always end up in a place where food was being served. Lucky for her, she found the food and concessions stands so she could grab something for herself before she could kick some butt during the match later on.
The Keeper peered at all the food offered around. Some of them were really familiar to her, but the rest were foreign and she wasn't exactly sure either if she could trust the ingredients. She had a strict Quidditch player diet to follow, by the way.
With nothing really appealing to her taste, Marseille sighed and settled for a Krumkake. It was Norwegian food, at least. She also needed to feel a rush of being back at home too. Now... where were her team mates at?
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