 Bathes in Maple Syrup | Dancing Lobster | Mrs. Charlie Weasley | Seneca's Beard | That's So Fetch
Thoughts about pens fluttered away as his focus shifted to his father's line of work and then what he was interested in. "Yeah, he enjoys it quite a bit. He always did like playing in the dirt as a kid." As for whether or not he was interested in horticulture or landscaping, he shook his head. "Not really my thing." Then again, he didn't really know what his 'thing' was since he was, even with a year of university under his belt, still trying to figure it all out.
A hand reached out for a couple of bottles of ink, which he placed in his basket. He supposed he'd need to grab some parchment and a couple of notebooks before it was time to head over to the counter. "What did you end up doing during your gap year? Travelled, I assume?"
When Evan told him that there was nothing wrong with him not having a set plan in motion, another nod of his head was given. It did reassure him a bit, but the pressure of needing a plan for the future was still there. His face did perk up a bit at the mention of the Edinburgh campus. "No way! I go there as well. It's a pretty nice campus." Not as big as London's, but it was still rather big.
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