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Andrew Kirke (dragondrums) wrote in reduxpitch,

Andrew chuckled at Evan's comment, squeezing his hand. "Too many?" He hadn't seen Evan drunk before, and definitely not while Andrew had been sober. He could be quieter, though he did feel like he had a lot to say, a lot to update Evan on that he'd missed out on while he'd been studying. It wasn't as if they hadn't talked, but Andrew had made a concerted effort to not bother Evan with normal, mundane things. But now that Evan's exams were over, there was no reason to prioritise conversation and Andrew was glad to be able to just talk about anything again. He was just as interesting in hearing what Evan had to say, and he smiled at Evan's ramblings about Jim. "You'd probably know if the exam had gone badly," he added. Andrew certainly hadn't been in any suspense waiting for his History of Magic result - he'd known it had gone badly almost before he'd seen the exam paper. "So fine is good." Maybe at some point Andrew should have asked how Evan usually did in exams, it would have meant he could be less guarded in his assurances that all would be well.

"Students go clubbing any night," he said. "You've really never been?" Maybe Cambridge was different, Andrew could certainly believe that, but he'd met enough students at other muggle universities to consider it a bit of a surprise that Evan had never gone - especially if he was curious about it. "Most student nights should still let me in," he mused. "I might have to pay a bit more, but that's okay." He had a few clubs already in mind, places he'd been before, where he trusted the music to be good. Clubbing could wait, though. Especially as Evan did have all summer. Andrew grinned, exceedingly pleased with his planned adventure. "You should be. I think you'll really like it." Unlike the sweet factory, there was every chance Evan had actually been to an aquarium before, but either way there would be fish and turtles and sharks and Andrew was pretty sure that would make Evan happy. "Maybe not as much as Georgia, though." He smirked, remembering just how excited Evan had been about the caves and the museum.

Andrew had never personally made soup, except the kind that came in a tin, so he shrugged. "Wouldn't it depend what kind of soup?" Most of the kinds of soup he could think of did include dry ingredients though - carrot and corriander, potato and leek, smoked haddock. "What kinds of things did you do last summer?" Andrew asked, curious. He was happy to help Evan think of things, but he might need more guidance. "You could volunteer somewhere. Backpack. Does it have to be learning things?"