Arran Higgs (silverbroom) wrote in reduxpitch, @ 2016-06-06 18:51:00 |
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Entry tags: | !thread, character: oliver wood, retired character: arran wood |
Who: Oliver and Arran Wood.
What: Post-practice hangout.
When: Monday 6th June, evening.
Where: Oliver's flat, Bournemouth.
Rating: PG.
Arran had never understood the point of dressing in real clothes on days he had quidditch practice when he was just going to change into quidditch gear the moment he got to the stadium anyway. As an added bonus, it made changing back a very quick and easy process as all he had to do was slip into his jogging bottoms and t-shirt. He headed outside to wait for Oliver, leaning against the wall and watching the clouds scud lazily over the quidditch hoops. It was a beautiful evening, and Arran was tempted to suggest they go walk on a beach somewhere. Being on the reserves, practices didn't sap his energy quite as much as they did that of the official team.
He heard his brothers coming more than saw them, debating the best post-workout smoothie recipe (a discussion that never seemed to end). "Oi," he said, pushing himself off from the wall to point at Oliver. "I'm coming home with you to make sure you don't fall down any more stairs." That wasn't the real reason, of course. There wasn't a real reason, or any reason more complicated than 'why not?'. Arran didn't ask if Oliver had plans, because if he did he'd tell him and Arran would go entertain another of their siblings.