Theo’s brow creased as he peered across at Connolly, perplexed by his question. Was he a fan? Of what, the bloke’s school quidditch that had never been?
Oh, the Cannons? Theodore sat there with a slightly nonplussed smile as his company continued, sounding hopeful enough for the both of them. And although he seemed a little... naive, even he had apparently noticed their seeker’s mood swings taking their toll. Awkward.
This was probably the time to defend his players, instead of continuing to criticise his own team. “Mm, yes, happens to everyone, even the best seekers,” Theo agreed. “He’s been having a good run in practices though,” he not-quite-lied, tapping his nose as if to say that this was exciting confidential news. “We’ll have another win anytime soon. And I’m not just saying that because I’m their sponsor.”
He took another long swig of his drink to get through this, hoping that was enough to satisfy the Cannons fan opposite. He was not entirely sure how to shake him off the subject.
Oh, the Cannons? Theodore sat there with a slightly nonplussed smile as his company continued, sounding hopeful enough for the both of them. And although he seemed a little... naive, even he had apparently noticed their seeker’s mood swings taking their toll. Awkward.
This was probably the time to defend his players, instead of continuing to criticise his own team. “Mm, yes, happens to everyone, even the best seekers,” Theo agreed. “He’s been having a good run in practices though,” he not-quite-lied, tapping his nose as if to say that this was exciting confidential news. “We’ll have another win anytime soon. And I’m not just saying that because I’m their sponsor.”
He took another long swig of his drink to get through this, hoping that was enough to satisfy the Cannons fan opposite. He was not entirely sure how to shake him off the subject.
