 A path is not simply for walking, its purpose lies in moving forward and improving oneself.
A first-year took on her challenge?!
Well, colour her surprised!
Trissa positively beamed at the timid first year as she approached the table from the common room, nervously playing with her hair. What a cutie, she was. She didn't remember being that little herself. Had she been like that too when she first arrived at Hogwarts. No, she had been the obnoxiously loud one. "That's all right with me, brave soldier! Now, enter the arena!" She gave a grandiose gesture at the foosball quidditch table behind her.
Perhaps she should tone it down a little bit.... didn't want to scare the little first year too much. "My name is Trissa. What is yours?" she asked of her opponent as she moved to stand on one side of the foosball table. "Which team do you want to be?"
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