 Swedishfish Girl! Madame Librarian! Jess's Soul Sister! Sweetest Swede!
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Originally Posted by Silver Ninja  Chuckling he looked over at his little sister. "Girls yes, girlfriends, no not really." Trying out another head ball he held it trying to find the balance if it would work or not. "Guess I just haven't really settled down enough to get serious, most girls want a guy that'll stick around awhile." He had been in England for over a year now, he'd have thought that would be enough. Maybe it was him not liking commitment though. Who knows...
Grinning as she said she hoped he was right, he shrugged noncommittedly. "Well done!" he exclaimed in return when she got a few pins down. "Awww, that's too bad, the house team's always fun to play on." What else didn't he know about her? "Only played in my last year though, so I guess I can't really say anything about that." He wasn't sticking his fingers in this one til he was ready to bowl, no more trapped fingers if he could help it!
Heading back to the pins that were sitting there waiting for him to knock them down, he stepped up. Sticking his fingers into the holes he swung his arm back and swung it forward letting go. Rolling...rolling...rolling...HEY it might hit the...PINS! WHERE...."GAH!" everyone of the pins moved to the other side away from the ball and remained standing. "Is there a rule of the shopkeeper not playing?" he muttered. Why couldn't he hit any pins? Why was her big brother separating girls and girlfriends? Did he mean girls as in friends and girls he dated? Giving him a blank look Sophie said. "Now you’ve lost me. You’ve dated but it hasn’t been anything serious?" Orlando was being a little too cryptic. Trying to understand she furrowed her brows as she tried to connect the dots. "So you are scared of long-term relationships and commitments?" Would that mean that he was soon packing up his things and leaving London for greener grass someplace else? Sophie hoped not.
Taking another ball, a turquoise one this time Sophie stuck her fingers in it and marched up to the court. Swinging her arm back and then forward she let it go. The ball rolled…and rolled until it made contact with the pins but to Sophie’s dismay and frustration it just made the pins wiggle a little before they stood steady again. "I made a good shot. Pins should be nice." Sticking her tongue out at the pins she turned and marched back to her brother. "Yes I like quidditch. Riding a broom is always fun and against others is even more fun." Sophie admitted.
Standing to the side she looked on as her big brother made his next attempt to strike down all the pins but his ball met the same fate as hers had done. "Is this bowling lane cursed?" Sophie wondered. Was that why they couldn't hit any pins?
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