"Me too. It's okay, you can look shocked, most people were, are. Considering my size. Or lack thereof. But with a lot of practice and work my aim got pretty good. No, I suppose not, you're too smart to not want to use your brain too. Not that Quidditch plays don't require strategy, but you know what I mean."
"Not really, just too much time this week hunched over gally proofs. Comes with the job, of being the lowliest of the low at Obscurus. So my neck and shoulders are kinda stiff. I was home, in Cornwall, I have a friend who could fix it for me." He missed Gertie, aside from being loads of fun she gave great back rubs.
He nodded, most of what Jake said made sense, but he didn't think he'd ever not want to make his parents happy as long as it didn't mean lying about who or what he wass.
Chris shivered pleasurably under Jake's touch, nor could he help but lick his lips after the kiss. "A very nice start." Trying not to keep looking at Jake but unable to keep from taking peeks, he finshed the veg pizza and sprinked it with cheese.
Starting on the next one, he paused. "I hope you like meat, cause I have a lot." He gestured to the platter holding it all: sausage, hamburger, pepperoni, he even had Canadian Bacon if they wanted it.