"But Kirley, I need something to do if Quidditch falls through. With all these younger players coming into the game, I should keep my options open to an alternative career." Meghan replied without missing a beat in the two seconds her older brother kept his straight face. She giggled right along with him, showing she wasn't at all serious. Their Mum would disown her.
"I'll ask Mum. Maybe you and Dad can join us for breakfast afterwards." Meghan suggested, trying to wipe the pout off Kirley's face. Between Meghan's Quidditch games and Kirley's tours and recording albums, it was hard to spend time as a family.
Meghan's nose wrinkled a little at the nickname but knew it wasn't said out of malice. "Munchkin now, is it?" She asked, taking a sip of the drink Rosie had just served her. "Does that make you the Duke of the Lollipop Guild?"
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