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Open after Jamie posts with Hope
With their quidditch season more or less over, minus a few lingering late season practices, AJ felt a bit adrift with what to do with his spare time. It wasn't like them losing early in the season was new after the past few years, but their last game against Beauxbatons still hung heavy in his mind, even though it'd been awhile since the game. He didn't consider himself an amazing player, with or without Eli glaring at him on the pitch and judging his every move half the time, but something about their last game felt like it had gone particularly badly. Maybe it was the knowledge that Beaux had an almost entirely new team and they'd stilled wiped the floor with them. Or, more specifically he suspected, it was the feeling he'd really let Hope down more than the rest of the team this time. She'd gotten beaten to hell and back that game and AJ hadn't been able to stop it. He also didn't know if he was imagining it, but she seemed equally as down about the game as he felt, even now.
Stuffing a collection of parchment he'd been using for notes into his bag after class, AJ sped up in the hallway when he spotted Hope, scrambling to get organized for a moment so he could talk to her. "Hey, Hope, you got a second?" He said, side-stepping another student as he caught up to her. "Crazy to think we're nearly done with quidditch this year huh?" He said, suddenly adrift for a way to talk to her despite all his jumbled thoughts about the two of them already. "Wonder who Dom'll pick for captain."
With their quidditch season more or less over, minus a few lingering late season practices, AJ felt a bit adrift with what to do with his spare time. It wasn't like them losing early in the season was new after the past few years, but their last game against Beauxbatons still hung heavy in his mind, even though it'd been awhile since the game. He didn't consider himself an amazing player, with or without Eli glaring at him on the pitch and judging his every move half the time, but something about their last game felt like it had gone particularly badly. Maybe it was the knowledge that Beaux had an almost entirely new team and they'd stilled wiped the floor with them. Or, more specifically he suspected, it was the feeling he'd really let Hope down more than the rest of the team this time. She'd gotten beaten to hell and back that game and AJ hadn't been able to stop it. He also didn't know if he was imagining it, but she seemed equally as down about the game as he felt, even now.
Stuffing a collection of parchment he'd been using for notes into his bag after class, AJ sped up in the hallway when he spotted Hope, scrambling to get organized for a moment so he could talk to her. "Hey, Hope, you got a second?" He said, side-stepping another student as he caught up to her. "Crazy to think we're nearly done with quidditch this year huh?" He said, suddenly adrift for a way to talk to her despite all his jumbled thoughts about the two of them already. "Wonder who Dom'll pick for captain."