Harry felt her grab his hands and he smiled a bit more before blushing lightly. "Well after how awful that night had been going, I really needed to find a way to fix it all. Plus what happened after that was even better, though now that I think about it, I'm sure my wet, straight hair was a new sight for you," he chuckled. He knew whenever someone saw his hair wet it was a surprise at how straight it was since it always had a natural curl to it. "But I guess now we can have a crazy life together. I wouldn't want it any other way, honestly."
"I had to leave it at eighteen anyways. The league was only 16-18 year olds so I really didn't play all too long in it, but it took a lot of work to get into it," Gustav said. As he spoke with Aria he was extremely light hearted and happy, but his smile faded as he saw Althea on the verge of tears after she answered a question he hadn't heard Aria ask her, but he certainly heard the answer. A frown crossed his lips and he bit down on his lower lip, feeling extremely sorry for the woman. "I'm sorry you had to go through that. Nobody deserves something like that." He set his drink down on the table, wishing he could do more than just speak to her to comfort her. He was never good at comforting others at least not with words, but he knew if he tried to hug her it would only be even more awkward. Just as he was about to get up to attempt to comfort her, he saw yet another woman approach. His eyes flickered to Larissa and he quirked a brow. Speaking in French, huh? How interesting. "Hej fröken," he began in his native tongue. "And yes, I am indeed single."
Lewis was about to protest her telling him to stop, but it was too late. He felt her pick him up bridal style and his face instantly flushed a bright red color. Quickly, he moved his hands to cover his face, hoping that nobody he knew would see him like this. "This is bloody embarrassing. You aren't going to be able to find my place. It's not even on campus like the dorms. I live in an apartment off campus, away from all the hectic school life," he mumbled through his hands. Squirming a bit, the small Brit tried to wiggle his way out of her arms, not liking that he was small enough for her to even carry in the first place.
