 Lovely™ | Captain Hurted | Ariana's Bane | Resident Antagonist | Unparalleled Delight
When you were running late for something, and you had a broom right there in your hand, it only made SENSE to USE it to get to where you were going, right? Or at least, it did to Abey.
Maybe being late to meet a friend wasn't SUCH a big deal, but also maybe it was actually. But it was difficult; the grounds were so big and even though the Botros manor and its grounds were big they weren't as big as THIS. So, naturally, it was difficult to get back into the mindset of needing to leave a good twenty minutes at LEAST to get from the top of Gryffindor tower down to the edge of the grounds, especially when you weren't really very good at leaving enough time to get ready to go wherever it was you were going. AND ALSO ESPECIALLY when you were an Abey with a lot of stuff to try to remember and keep track of and also a propensity to get extra scatterbrained literally all of the time actually.
THE POINT BEING, of course, that Abey had been on the way to the Quidditch Pitch when he realised he wasn't going to make it on time. Sure, he could have been late and they would have lost a few minutes, but then he also didn't want to let a friend down EVEN JUST A LITTLE BIT so actually that wasn't an option.
When Abey finally arrived, he did so already on his broom, tips of his toes skimming the grass because it was fun, and looking flustered but happy enough (and maybe a little cold) as he sped across the pitch.
"Julie!" he called to the familiar figure even as he approached at thrice his usual walking pace. Pulling up in front of her, Abey pulled his feet up so they rested on the bars (where they were supposed to), and hovered a few feet off the ground. "Sorry I'm late. Ready to fly?"
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