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Jasper Knottingley (knottingley) wrote in 20somethings,

"Yeah, it has." Jasper was physically affectionate by nature, giving Rachel a friendly squeeze when she hugged him.

He perched himself on the seat next to her, fingers immediately drawn to a beer mat which he began fiddling with. Today had been a fidgety sort of day. "Oh, just came out for a drink." The thought of Father’s Day tomorrow was leaving a bitter taste in his mouth and alcohol seemed like the perfect solution to wash that away. "I’m surprised you’re not somewhere more Quidditch-y tonight. Or less Quidditch-y?" The Harpies hadn’t made it to the final, something which was sure to sting. Victory Bar couldn’t be the ideal place to hang out on the day of the final when that loss was still so raw. "How are you doing?"