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Marcus Flint (marcedflint) wrote in finnigans_rpg, @ 2014-10-02 22:10:00

Who: Marcus and Harry
What: Brooding??
Where: Finnigan's
When: Thursday, October 2, early evening
Rating: TBD but currently SFW


Marcus hated losing. Anyone who was even vaguely familiar with him when it came to Quidditch was aware of this fact, but today's match felt a little worse than usual. Losing at home was bad enough, though it was becoming a pattern this season, but he rather despised losing against the team he'd formerly played for, even if it had only been as a reserve.

Rather than sit at home and go every minute detail of the game and what could have been done differently or better - a habit he knew he had, if no preemptive action was taken - he showered and changed before heading out to Finnigan's since at least listening to someone else's match would keep from from replaying his own in his head.

Finding himself a table wasn't as difficult as it could have been, since it was only a Thursday, and he ordered a cheeseburger and a pitcher of water from a passing waitress before settling in to listen, arms crossed on the table in front of him as he focused on the announcer's voices, a vaguely displeased expression unconsciously settling on his face.