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Of course Abra was trying out for Quidditch this year. Actually, it would probably be his last chance to really play on a team; he wasn't planning on even attempting to go pro and he had no plans to go to university either, so a university level team was out of the question. He'd just aged out of the Alexandria U17 team too, so... yep... this was his last opportunity to play, and he was going to take it. Seeker again, if he could wrangle it.
He still battled with obscene amounts of anxiety, of course, that was a given, so Abra was a bundle of nerves as he arrived at the Quidditch pitch, though he tried to cover it up by jangling around his limbs like he was trying to warm them up or something. Even sprang into a few stretches, to keep moving, you know? As long as he didn't trip over his broom (entirely possible) it was all good.
"Hey everyone," Abra said to those others that had gathered before him. "Good luck!" In the tryouts, you know. Obviously.
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