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"Hmm," he mused as he feigned sniffing Jude. "Next time you might want a second opinion about the scent." He smirked, obviously joking. His eyes rolled when jinxing his tongue one day was mentioned. "I'd like to see you try," he added, bracing himself for being bumped back. Not expecting the added oomph, Daf did sidestep a little and reached for the wall to stabilize himself. He'd remember that for a different time, when the friend was least expecting another bump.
In response to Evan, he replied with "Not too busy of a day. If anything, the crups I walk kept me on my toes today." They certainly did put his patience to the test, only because he had this gathering to get to instead of the usual aimless park wandering. Not that Dafydd was thinking about that now that food had been mentioned. "It smells amazing. And I wouldn't worry about making too much. I know Jude and I will make quite the dent in this evening's menu." It was the Hufflepuff way. Plus he knew Hartley would be helping himself as well.
Had he noticed that Hartley's eyes were primarily on him? Perhaps. It was only a matter of time before the man went full gaga over him in front of their present company, which Daf was not intentionally trying to do, for now at least. "Have I ever complained about the view?" His shoulder was brushed against the boyfriend's. "And it's not an issue. I don't think the boys here are interested in whisking you away from me."
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