Look, half of the wizarding world was going to come out of the woodwork and pretend they knew what it meant to be a beater at these tryouts. Hopeful students and half-hearted has-beens against some persnickety panel of whoever, and evidently none of them had realised yet that they were standing in the presence of a natural. A genius. A prodigy. An artist.
(If they had, they already would have walked out in defeat, Kristoffer was sure.)
But look, if Cassius could make a career out of this shit, why not show him up just because he could? It wasn’t like Kris had anything better to do today.
And certainly no day spent beating things up was a waste.
(If they had, they already would have walked out in defeat, Kristoffer was sure.)
But look, if Cassius could make a career out of this shit, why not show him up just because he could? It wasn’t like Kris had anything better to do today.
And certainly no day spent beating things up was a waste.
