Post by Deleted on Jul 25, 2019 6:29:49 GMT -7
variation of the truth.
8TH FEBRUARY 2025
EDRIK WAS ONLY GETTING SICK and tired of his job. Sure, playing Quidditch is fun and all, attending advertising promotions, and even being confronted by fans was great…When their team was almost top of the league. Now Appleby Arrows was sixth in the league, the Krum was slowly giving up. If his father saw him now, he would show his disappointment in him, in his son for considering leaving his team for another. Daniel had voiced his options as well, to transfer elsewhere but Edrik was stuck in a whirl of confusion. Called in fairly early at Diagon Alley’s Quality Quidditch Supplies, Edrik alongside his team were taking photos for banners for the new store, to convince young wizards and their parents to purchase their supplies.
Wrapping up by 1 the latest, Edrik clapped his hand against Daniel’s back, waving him and his other mates goodbye. The plan for today was to surprise Tia at the hospital, perhaps with some lunch, considering Edrik knew her already. She was the type to not worry about herself whenever she was working, focusing on her tasks before her own health. Opening the door, the Krum stepped out, adjusting his jacket as the light rays hit him. Head lowering, Edrik stepped off, turning to his left when he collided with a smaller being.
”I’m so incredibly sorry.” He began, hands reaching down for the things the other person seemingly dropped. Edrik hadn’t even looked upon the person he collided against. When dark eyes raised, the Krum’s lips turned upwards, and the documents he dropped, he handed back. ”Well, well. If it isn’t Rose Weasley.”
Rozalina Antonina Nightshade & notes