Oliver Bloody Wood (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} oliverwoodwould) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg, |
"Pin up boy for Puddlemere? I don't know that I'd go that far. I mean, I DID save a shot with only my pinky, so that's close..." Oliver joked. He didn't say it much, but as much as he liked being attractive, he didn't like thinking of himself as being known more for his looks than his quidditch talent. One was an accident of birth, the other was something he worked very hard for. But he wasn't about to correct Susan on the distinction at the moment, not two drinks in and waiting for a buzz to start.
"If I'm in Finnigans, chances are that's true," he added, moving even more once her hand landed on top of his and she moved along with him. That was much more like it.
"I'd never say something as silly as that, Susan. Not unless requested. Mostly the Wood puns are thrown my way instead of the other way round. I'm perfectly happy to remain un-hexed, cute or no. Though if you'd like to consider me so, I won't argue."