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Originally Posted by Zoe The pair couldn't have been any more different when it came to the dating world and relationships. Not that there was anything wrong with that. Daf was more than happy for his friend being in a steady relationship. As for him, he couldn't say that it was high on his priority list at this point in his life. Regardless, now the challenge had been made: secure someone by the end of summer, otherwise Jude would be playing Cupid (which was probably going to happen). "Do I need to give you all the details about my preferences later? You know, in the event you have to find someone for me?" The list wasn't long, but he could think of more to give the likely matchmaker a challenge too.
The snort and the tears did not go unnoticed by him as he pulled out a container of fruit. A smirk returned to his face as Jude went on about how Dav would hypothetically react to such a situation. "Oh, please, Judie. Don't be so dramatic," he told him as he popped a strawberry inside his mouth. "We know you would never do such a thing. Which is why I would need to get Dav in on the whole ordeal. How else would I get into your flat to install such a magnificent display of art?" Consider it a surprise, not that it would be much of a surprise now that the 'masterplan' had been revealed.
A snort sounded from him, and Dafydd returned Jude's eye roll with one of his own. "Good luck with that, mate," he replied, carrying on with the playful joke going on. "I'm used to being overwhelmed with medical information and having to retain it. So your terms and conditions will be a walk in the park." It was at this point he stuck out his tongue.
The straight face he was trying to pull wasn't working very well. However, the confirmation of there being a lack of refreshments and Jude's solemn expression pushed him to not that that smile tugging on his lips beat him. "No refreshments? That is such a bummer. They should reconsider, in the event the concert is a total flop. And having to admire you for that long? That's going to be draining without any sustenance." He then made an expression that clearly screamed oh-woe-is-me, only for the corners of his lips to subtly curve into the beginnings of a smile.
Even though an agreement about the challenge was made, by no means did Jude intend to pressure his friend into fulfilling it. If there was anything he had learnt, it was that one shouldn't rush relationships, and that they formed when one was least expecting it. Still, the thought of playing matchmaker was intriguing! He threw Daf a haughty look. “Really? As if I don’t already know you.” Excuse this overly sensitive young man for being stung at Daf’s question. “Unless you developed new preferences between the time we graduated from Hogwarts and now?”
Jude held his hands up in mock surrender. “Sorry, sorry. Being dramatic is your thing, I forgot.” Grinning, he reached for fruit as well. He enjoyed listening to Daf scheming; popping blueberries in the process while he observed his friend was extremely enjoyable. “Ugh. You’re totally taking advantage of Dav’s kind heartedness and love for me.” He prodded the other young man playfully in the shoulder.
He made a comical face. “Aren’t you the confident one?” It was a really attractive trait though. “You should use that confidence to snag a partner. Be sure to throw in that you’re an aspiring Healer! Then again, if you’re using these tips already, you must be doing it wrong.” Jude wiggled his brows playfully before helping himself to some butterbeer. “I’ll be sure to pass your input onto the planning coordinators,’’ Jude happily commented, lifting the butterbeer bottle to toast Daf on his brilliant idea. “That’s not the tune you sang when we were dormmies, Daf. My face was the last thing you wanted to see every night before you slept and the first when you woke, was it not?” Jude smiled innocently. Ah, those Hogwarts days! He missed them! |
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