 Anashti l Brat Pack l Sally & Dr. Finklestein
That was something Evan could easily empathize with. At least... in regards to curing the ailment of getting stuck in one's own head only through additional social interaction. Which was exhausting more than half the time.
"My father is strictly a pretentious fountain pen type." He added, reaching for a pot of black ink as well and carefully placing it into the small shopping basket he'd grabbed. His comment was said with a small smile, before he elaborated a bit on that as well. "But that comes with the territory. He's a no-maj foreign dignitary." A job that Evan had despised when he was younger and had to uproot to London, but he didn't mind so much now.
An introduction seemed safer for both of them than to not. Evan was glad to see though no outward appearance of the other former Hogwartian having thought his having done so was rude, however. A risk that he'd considered given they would have at least seen each other over the past 7 years, give or take. "Nice to re-meet you, Gabe." He replied, a small smile after he shook the other man's hand and let go. "Yeah, I'm starting my first term after a gap year. What are you studying?"
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