 Anashti l Brat Pack l Sally & Dr. Finklestein
Truthfully, Jude had given Evan plenty of source material that he could have argued that fact. Not because the former Hufflepuff ever made him feel like a bad friend, but because Jude himself was actually the best. But a debate saved for another day, he supposed.
"Saving an appetite is such a foreign concept to me. you mean you can't just always fit more in?" He was teasing, but only just barely. Which he was certain Jude knew - though Evan could admit his own had perhaps lessened after his time spent as an alpaca and the constant stomachache he'd had for months after the event. That was something he certainly did not look forward to ever experiencing again. "True. That has been a benefit as well. Have you and Davet done any exploring lately?" Now that unviersity had started, Evan had caged his wanderlust. At least until he had a degree and figured out what was next. "Just send me the date, I'll be there." Wouldn't miss it, save death or extreme injury.
He snorted at the tease, running a hand through his hair that he'd allowed to get a little longer than he used to keep it. "The grays are probably hiding somewhere in there. But those aren't my fault - blame Noah and my sisters." He certainly did. "The wrinkles I'll blame on you. Aren't laugh lines usually the ones that show up first?" He gave an exaggerated groan, his smile unchanging to assure his best friend he was merely teasing, as his feet moved towards the machine. "I hope you have your wand to patch up the inevitable injuries when I fall off that thing." It wasn't a hardwood floor but probably just as perilous.
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