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We're in the playoffs. We're playing the Catapults tomorrow. And I still haven't stopped staring at myself team robes in front of a mirror because I can't barely believe I'm here after only one season.

I'm a beater for the bloody Magpies and we're in the playoffs.

Fucking. Mad.

[Erin] I'm sorry if I'm distracted all evening. I can't really help it. But I'll do my best. Quidditch topics should probably be avoided.

Happy Birthday though. You should come over to see your present before we head out to dinner. [/Erin]

[Devon] Are you and Brand going to be all right with sitting together tomorrow? I can have your seats split up. If you want. [/Devon]