Noah felt his hands begin to shake at Drystan's words, and he sputtered before managing to form something of a response. Of course it was jealous, that's all it could be, right! Stupid kid jealous of some famous quidditch player, that's all it bloody was! Of course he couldn't have any other reason for his anger, right?
"Are you kidding me!" he let out, throwing a hand up. Noah tried to imagine what Martin would say in this situation, as he always seemed to shut people up, even if it was something idiotic. Nothing came to him, and he just told the truth, like he was used to, "She could drop me like a fucking cigarette butt in two seconds flat, and you think I'm jealous?"
He looked away, not sure if he should be amazed at how stupid this guy was, or furious for insinuating such a stupid thing. Noah glared back up at Drystan quickly, shaking his head, "You don't remember me at all, do you?"
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