Contrary to most people's beliefs, Thomas did actually feel remorse for things. It often took him a while to come to that conclusion, but in the case of his relationship with Billie Trimble he'd managed to realize that he'd been the worst kind of socially awkward with his teammate. When things began to feel uncomfortable with their arrangement, Thomas let himself get buried in training and quidditch to avoid it all.
They'd managed to be friends, though. At least, Thomas reckoned that she didn't hate him for it---their deal had started off as just sex, and it seemed like it had managed to be just that. Billie seemed to trust him, and if he were honest she was the only person on the Magpies that he trusted to have on his side. He and Odette never saw eye-to-eye, Drake never took sides, Cadfan was just strange and irritating, and--
"Are we planning a coup? Magpies are known for those," Thomas said as he jogged out onto the pitch. With just the moon shining down on them the stadium felt immense and intimidating. There was such a difference when the lighting spells and the crowd were filling up the night sky. Thomas stuck his hands in his pocket and let out a breath, wondering what Billie had to say that couldn't be done over the journals.
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