youre never gonna love me

[Hums in amusement at his response, her smile a collected one. Faye breathes a chuckle and lifts a shoulder noncommittally] Surprise, surprise~ I’m off my shift at last.

-meanders over to her, off his path, though it wasn't much of a path in the first place, his worlds sprinkled with irony- What, this early? 

[Raises her eyebrows when she sees that Tyler boy walking around, wondering what he’s doing out at this ungodly hour. She leans against the brick wall of the Hog’s Head, calling out softly,] Hey. You there.

-looks up, shoving his hands in the pockets of his peacoat (popped collar and all, the douchebag) and gives her a little, charming half-smile, recognizing the source of the voice- Ah, you again. I almost didn't recognize you. You're not just a torso. 

[Has finished her shift but doesn’t feel like retiring to her room immediately right now, instead heading outside after donning her coat. It’s a cold night but the wind feels good on her face, fresh after being stuck in a stale-aired bar for hours upon hours]

-is pacing through the streets of Hogsmeade with a bit of a bored look on his face, glancing through dark, closed shop windows as he passes, more outside for the air and distraction than anything-

You know, some people actually say hello when they greet another individual.

I don't conform, El. I don't conform. 

-laughs- Yeah, something like that. 

So cap’n -does a fake salute thing whilst trying, and failing, to not laugh- when does training start again? 

-smiles, still light from the conversations- Soon as possible. This weekend, maybe. We need to get the rust from the break off.

-shrugs her shoulders, grinning back- Yeah I guess. Exactly, I’m pretty sure they’ve scored an own goal at least once in the last few years. 

-laughs- Yeah, something like that. 

-laughs and shakes her head, leaning back on her heels- Keep telling yourself that Ty. Oh yeah, the ultimate star. Gryffindor don’t need any players, at least not when we’re playing Hufflepuff.

-grins- Yep. That's why I'm captain. -chuckles- Yeah, we can just sit back and let them lose. 

You don’t need it Ty, you’re okay I guess. You don’t need an amazing broom -laughs and shrugs her shoulders, clearly trying to make him jealous- Definitely, we could just have the broom as a substitute, put it in goal and nothing would go past. 

-is obviously jealous and makes up for it by patting himself on the back- Okay? I'm a fucking hero, that's what I am. -nods, chuckling- Yep, it'd be a star. Who needs players anyway? 

You should be Ty, it handles amazingly. Well, I’m gonna kick ass on the pitch, the brooms just going to help. 

Ugh. Stop it, I want one. -chuckles, shaking his head- Right, of course. You are. But I mean, Moonrider. It could probably kick ass on it's own if it wanted. 

The Moonrider, you know the company that made the Firebolt? They finally released a new model -laughs slightly- 

Shit, I'm jealous. That's gonna kick ass on the pitch. 

A new broom, really? That's awesome, which one?