"Oh uh," Jamie said, a small pause on his lips. His body was screaming at him to tell her that it was a bad time, but his brain was telling him to tell her that it wasn't. He didn't want to disappoint her. "No, it's not, I was just going to take Romeo on a short walk," he said.

"Well, no," Cynthia said, smiling at the other, "But it's been a while since we hung out so I wanted to see if you were free and my phone died at practice. Is this a bad time?"

"Nothing, I just sometimes can't get to sleep, too much going on in my head," Jamie replied, which wasn't completely a lie. "No, I like it, I rarely watch quidditch, just because of my synesthesia, it's not the greatest to watch, but I like hearing about it, really."

"Oh? Wanna explain what's going on with you?" She asked, giving him a look of concern but also understanding. "I promise no judgement?" Lulu offered again as she leaned into the table a little. "Honestly, it wasn't all that important. I was only relaying the most recent practice to you. For anyone who isn't quidditch mad, it probably wouldn't be all that interesting."

"Okay, fine, but we have to be completely honest with each other then," he replied. "That way we kind of know when to worry and if it warrants worry, yeah?"

"Neither am I." Erin agreed with a chuckle. "Hey, here's an idea. How about you worry about me and I worry about you?"

Jamie rubbed his hands over his face. "Sorry, sorry, I just haven't been sleeping great," he said, though that was only part of the problem. "Pretty please repeat what you said?"

"Hey dork," Lulu began, leaning in to flick at the males nose lightly when he asked her to repeat herself. "If you want me to repeat, then clearly you weren't listening enough the first time around which is highly offensive you know."

Jamie regretted pushing his body so hard lately, because now the idea of getting out of his bed right now felt impossible. The pain medication he took barely touched it, and he hated the feeling of having to rest. Jamie felt like he didn't truly know how to do that, and it made him feel lazy instead of knowing that he had to rest for his own sake. He looked to his dog, who wandered over to him and sat down wagging his tail. "I should probably let you out, huh?" Jamie said. Jamie got out of his bed and grabbed a retractable leash, he used it only when his hands were hurting. When he opened the door, he jumped lightly when he found someone standing there. "Sorry, uh, did we have plans?" he asked.

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Jamie winced lightly when he took a sit and situated, taking a drink of his coffee. "Wait, repeat what you just said. I feel like I definitely did not hear it correctly."

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"So how is this flirting plan going? Find anyone interesting to ask on a date yet?" Jameson asked with a small smile and a raise of his eyebrows.

Jamie shrugged lightly, "I don't know, I guess myself?" he replied. Though he was never very good at that, which was probably why he had gone so long letting his arthritis progress instead of helping himself. He sighed, "Okay, fine, I see your point. I'm just... not very good at worrying about myself."

"Of course I do, I worry about everything, especially the people I love." Erin replied with a shrug. If there was one thing, aside from the obvious, that getting sober had done for Erin, it was being much more open and direct with her feelings. "If you worry about everyone else, who's going to worry about you?"

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"Yeah, I'm totally not like that," Jamie replied. He spent a lot of time at points trying to deal with people who weren't so nice to him, all the people who made him feel small. "Sometimes it's hard to be in the spotlight, there's too many people that see you."

"Sometimes people in the background do more work than those in the front. Actually it's more often the case than not," Trinity remarked. Even if the other didn't necessarily need cheering up, she still wanted to point that out. "I'm one of those people who is happy with both. I love helping to make the magic happen but I'd be lying if I didn't admit to loving being in the spotlight every now and again."

"Worry about me?" Jamie asked with a raise of his eyebrows. He wasn't sure what to think about that, usually it was him worrying about everyone else, not the other way around, even sometimes when he should worry about himself. "You don't, you don't need to worry about me."

"Okay, so I probably didn't need to specify it to you, but you'd be surprised how many people are still tragically blinded by heteronormativity." Erin sighed dramatically. "Good. I worry about you, you know."

"I feel like there's probably statistics for everything online," Jamie replied. At least it felt like it when Jamie was first diagnosed and he looked up any statistics he could on rheumatoid arthritis. "But I'm sure they have some recipes that show a good ratio of cinnamon, especially for cinnamon lovers."

"Look it up?" she furrowed her brow slightly at him with amusement. "I doubt there's statistics for that actually available. Although you're more than welcome to prove me wrong."

"Is it weird that I want to go with Black Cheery as the flavor?" Jameson replied, looking at the frozen yogurt flavors. "I feel like it's so underrated. Their blueberry is really good too if you wanna go with something citrusy... though I don't really think that blueberry is citrus."

"That's a really hard choice," Stella paused as she considered her cousin's question. "I definitely think there's more potential to expand with vanilla but man I fucking love chocolate, you know?" she looked between the options and then back at him. "Maybe I should switch it up with a citrusy flavor... not sure. What are you going to go for?"

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"I love how you have to specify platonic, I don't think anyone would assume otherwise at this point in our lives honestly, especially since tonight you matching a certain Coleman girl," he replied. He nodded at her later statement. "I will, promise."

"I do know, it's what makes us the perfect platonic pair." Erin said with a small chuckle. "But deal. I'll come find you if I need to get some air, but you've got to do the same thing, alright?"

"I definitely am. I've always been a background kinda guy, and I think I'm finally kinda of okay with that." Jameson shrugged lightly. "I mean, you're the one holding the camera, what do you feel more comfortable with?"

"I respect that too," she nodded. Trinity just wanted to lift everyone up higher and shine the light on them, even if it wasn't necessarily what they wanted. She needed to remind herself to step back in these sorts of situations. "As long as you're comfortable."

Jamie let out another cough coupled with a small laugh. "I think that might be the best. Maybe we look up what's a good ratio to add in?"

"I think... okay I think I might've gotten a little heavy-handed with the cinnamon," Lyra sighed as though it was an incredibly difficult thing for her to admit to. "I just love what it adds to a drink and was worried about putting too little in," she frowned, looking down into the mug whose contents was honestly rather difficult to drink. "Let's just make a new mug each, yeah?"

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