Please Sir, Can I Have Some More?

Peter grinned and nodded, "Yeah, that's true." He agreed with the girl for once, it was a shame that athletes couldn't play for very long due to all the training. Hopefully, Peter and his brother Patrick would be able to play for a long time. He really wanted for that to happen, it would be very great. Almost absolutely perfect, if they could both play for a super long time.

He sighed and leaned back a little bit in the seat, he closed his eyes. "...The drafts are taking the energy out of me though, it's a great opportunity, and it's really fun, but it's still pretty tiring, ya know?" Peter smirked.

[Olivia Cromwell]

Liv also hoped that she'd be playing for a long time but then again, she was also young, so she supposed she had a lot of the game left in her. Maybe when she was older, she would be more willing to retire if she'd been playing for so long. She did hope that wasn't the case though. Right now, she was sure she would love the game forever.

Olivia nodded. "Yeah, I might catch an early night instead of doing laps and do some before dinner tomorrow instead. I always get tired after eating." She patted her stomach and frowned. They had to be up at 5am the next morning to be on the pitch for the trials, and Liv was pretty sure she wouldn't make that unless she went to bed super early to get that much-needed rest. "What about you, are you doing laps now or going back to the tent?"

Peter shook his head, "Going to the tents. Laps can wait, five am is too earlier for myself, and I'm pretty sure it's too early for the other Rumbleroar twin, and if either one of us stays up or anything like that, both of us, usually don't get much sleep out of it." Peter huffed and explained his situation a little.

"And like I said, five am is like.... Torture!" Then he realized he was still quite dirty from his flying about earlier, and he grinned. "Plus, it isn't like I haven't gotten any practice in." He winked at Olivia for a moment before sighing.

"Maybe we should do some training tomorrow, then after the trials?" He suggested.

[Olivia Cromwell]

Olivia laughed. Was torture going a little too far? Nope, not in Olivia's books. She knew some people who were willing to get up that early but it was only on a rare, special occasion that she would pull herself out of bed at that unholy hour. "I wasn't even aware there were two five o'clocks in a day until I came here," she joked.

At his question, she tipped her head to the side. As cocky as the guy could be every so often, he wasn't too bad, and it wasn't as though she hadn't enjoyed his company; he might be fun to do some laps with, and he'd probably motivate her to be competitive on the pitch. "Sounds like a plan," she told him, smiling. Olivia covered her mouth to stop herself from yawning. "I'll meet you on the Quidditch pitch then."

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