A few months ago, running into Ford in the break room would have felt like a relief. Now, it felt like Cash was putting himself through a cheese grater.
"You like Tutshill?" Cash asked. Questioning Ford's Quidditch credentials wasn't the way to get back into his good graces, but Cash couldn't help himself. He didn't believe that Ford knew anything about Tutshill, because — well, what kind of friend was Cash if he hadn't known Ford was a Tutshill fan?
"You like Tutshill?" Cash asked. Questioning Ford's Quidditch credentials wasn't the way to get back into his good graces, but Cash couldn't help himself. He didn't believe that Ford knew anything about Tutshill, because — well, what kind of friend was Cash if he hadn't known Ford was a Tutshill fan?

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