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Brit. Rugby player. Twenty five years old.

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Around, yet again sorry for lack of IC posting. Will be back on form soon.
Sounds good!
Oh no, I wasn't talking about why you were doing this! Your idea is awesome and totally makes sense.

I'm just babbling about timezones in general.
I figure they do all the GMT+(insert number here) but for EST they don't do GMT-5...or is that another timezone...omg so confused but also it's so easy to do what Caits said.
Sorry I've been absent. Apologies. Uni is kicking my butt!

BUT my timezone is GMT so it's 10PM currently!
Because why not, it helps me keep track of them.

Aaron smiled widely at Rhea in the way he always did when he was happy. It was a gentle smile that seemed to pull more at one side of his mouth than the other. He found it funny because yeah, it would probably be all they kissed but he was all for letting people getting along with what they wanted to do if it didn't bother anyone too much. Except he never got the chance to take up the offer of the walk because she was already noting that the others were busy and doing something else. Something that smelt really good. "Yeah, look at them going all wild people of the forest," He joked before turning and glancing toward the trees, perhaps unfortunately missing the flash of Rhea's ass. Aaron didn't give much time to thinking about girls (okay, that was a lie - he was a teenage guy after all) and he'd only ever had one girlfriend but he'd realised that it wasn't quite working. He spent a lot of time at home due to the shifts of his parent's jobs so he could care for his siblings. He wasn’t unhappy about it and him being away on this trip was a tiny inconvenience but his parents loved to let him go out with his friends.

After taking in his fill of the view, he wandered toward the group who had settled down and who were cooking. The food smelt good as he got closer and he grinned, enjoying how everyone looked so close. This was his group of friends and finally it looked like some of the bonds were going further. It was very sweet. Spotting a clear spot around everyone else, he slouched down and rubbed his shins. "Well done Scout," He enthused before eyeing the marshmallows and putting his thumbs up at Ryan to show his delight over the sweet treat. This was what was so awesome about camping. The fire flickering. The food. The lake. It was awesome.
Apologies for the lack of posting, university has decided to dump plenty of work on my head and I'm trying to swim through it. I only have two weeks left though.
I'd say Patrick could do it when he doesn't play :P

@Tip Just like a Hufflepuff then.
Patrick Ford

Patrick knew that he didn’t have the best tendencies for waking up in the morning. It wasn’t always that he stayed up late either; even if that was something that happened very regularly. He’d be reviewing Quidditch games in his head or going through every word on his parchment to make sure it was as good as it could be before he submitted it. He knew that he perhaps didn’t have the natural intellectual tendencies of his house and that he probably studied like a Ravenclaw but he had to work much harder for it. He just imagined that a Ravenclaw could pick it up before someone could even swish their wand. He polished off the rest of his toast and bacon, brushing his hands down quickly on his robes before he paid her his full attention.

when Genevieve turned, he followed her gaze and nodded a little. He knew both of them of course, given that they played matches and had lessons and all that other stuff. It wasn’t hard to get to know the other people who played Quidditch because there was always some various tussle over who had booked the pitch or who had pulled the best moves at a game. It was a passion and a sport that many people followed. “Isn’t that what he does?” Patrick asked as he gestured toward Darius. “I’ve played you guys multiple times and watched all the matches and he always seems to be somewhere else. Not that he’s bad at it but I’m sure he has it covered. Besides,” He grinned widely and ran a hand back through his hair. “How can you be sure I won’t repeat history and send the bludger your way?”

Then he paused and looked at her face. Something was a little obscure this morning but he couldn’t put his finger on it and it wasn’t his place to pry. He was a very nice and compassionate guy but he could be a bit behind on the whole emotion thing. Not dense but not wanting to assume. “I think I’ll pass, I don’t want to intrude and I know we’ve played you already but…it’s your training session so…” He shrugged one of his broad shoulders then picked up a pancake, tore it in half and offered a chunk to her. “Besides, got to do some work. You know how it is. But, doesn’t mean I don’t wanna see you because I can’t seem to shake you,” He joked.

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