Collecting PV | P. Pass

Date: Late August 2025
Time: afternoon
Location: Quality Quidditch Supplies

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After having moved out, Koko was finding that, aside from the days that entailed more intense Quidditch training or excessively drawn-out games, her days were littered with despair. She spent time with her flatmates, explored Cork and learned what certain Muggle appliances were. She had continued to dabble with potions and had dipped her hands into some funds for shopping. Despite a closet nearly bursting with designer clothes and jewellery, and despite a career proving somewhat successful even after only about a month, she found herself restless. She would sit on the bench in matches, glaring up at the sky and bouncing her leg until – if she was lucky – she got to give her Oakshaft 79 some much-deserved attention.

Being the youngest, least experienced member of the team was a personal hell designed just for her. No one looked up to Koko for advice. No one watched her and gazed at her in awe. The only compliments she received were on her appearance or makeup, which was fine, fucking fine, but not the same as the wonderstruck expressions that had met her cool glances back at school, and all she'd had to do then was walk.

She wanted more. She needed more. If something did not make her feel less agitated sometime soon, she feared she would scream, or at least chip a nail when she inevitably gripped her broom's handle too tightly. Thus, she turned to one of her least-realised vices: avarice.

It was with a large purse full of galleons that Koko headed to Diagon Alley on a free weekend. Although she fully intended to peruse the broom collection at Quality Quidditch supplies, her choice of attire would not fully reflect that. A short-sleeved, floral button up had been paired with cream trousers (x) and a low-heeled pair of Mary Janes. The anonymity of London, despite its familiarity, felt far less suffocating than the new atmosphere of Cork, and Koko had a small smile on her cherry-red lips as she browsed various shops. She ended up picking up some pet food and potions ingredients before she entered her most favourite shop ever.

One might think a professional Quidditch player with numerous brooms lacked a true need for more. However, 'need for more' had nearly defined Koko's life recently, and this, of course, had to extend to her proclivity for broom purchases. The first that caught her eye was the Starsweeper XXI – a sleek, beautiful model used by the American national team. However, the colouring of the Yajirushi suited her more, and, oh, the Firebolt was just becoming nearly vintage now, wasn't it!? Perhaps that would be her next purchase.

She had begun to walk towards it when a familiar, but not unwelcome, silhouette caught her eye, and she turned to glance at none other than Prat Pass.

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@Prat Pass