<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/C9OmxOT.gif)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Ibrahim Berkes (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=339010.msg16079936#msg16079936)<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>18/08/22 - 8:50 PM<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Quidditch Trillenium Stadium<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black trousers, Welsh green shirt, white sneakers (https://i.pinimg.com/236x/85/98/46/859846f7babbb9d7297d935fdbdbec71.jpg)<br/><strong>Mood music:</strong>Dépêche-toi! (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kcaJ7Te9QIs)<br/><strong>Content:</strong>N/A<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Corinne Bailey<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Much like his girlfriend, Ibrahim didn't care for quidditch. Seeing others fly didn't bother him, but in the case of professional players, it was different. Their speed, twists and turns gave him nausea. He had very reluctantly accepted Corinne's invitation to attend the final. She did say she had good seats, which reassured him a little, but the fact they had barely seen each other lately weighted in more in his decision.<br/><br/>A fully crowded stadium always had the opportunity for a fantastic atmosphere and offer fans a great sportive experience. As a football fan, he knew that much, having experienced it first hand watching Arsenal at the Emirates. The chants, the drunken old timers, it was all part of the experience. Ibrahim was English, but he'd support Wales in the final as a mark of British solidarity. Plus, he already knew a couple of their chants, such as "Wales, Wales" which consisted in repeating the nation's name over and over. Simple but effective.<br/><br/>Wales' colors were Green, White and Red while Spain's colors were Red and Yellow. He wasn't sure how their national quidditch teams would dress up, but if he had gone for red, he would've looked like a Spaniard. Thus, he had chosen his attire with that in mind, opting to wear a Welsh green button up shirt.<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://images.ctfassets.net/usf1vwtuqyxm/7gzysp7gk0KAUio6scyqKQ/5b189b8f7849c0d849c289f46cb91cfc/QuidditchWorldCup_WB_F4_InsideTheStadiumDuringMatch_Illust_080615_Land.jpg?fm=jpg&amp;q=70&amp;w=2560)</div>As he mentioned in his text (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=339113.msg16083243#msg16083243), he had planned to arrive at her box at 9:00 PM exactly. Ibrahim was never late and usually gave himself a bit of leeway so he would never be late for anything. He was the type to stroll around outside until the time he specified rather than arrive early and wait inside.<br/><br/>When he made it to the stadium, it was 8:45 PM and it took him several minutes to walk across the camp and through the crowds. As Ibrahim passed one of the checkpoints to enter the actual stadium, they verified his magical ticket and he took the opportunity to ask one of the staff where he should be going.<br/><br/><em>"That's... a luxury box, sir,"</em>the staff informed him, looking up from his magical ticket and raising a finger and pointing it to the sky.<em>"All the way up there, you'll have the best view in the stadium!"</em><br/><br/>He then moved on to another attendee while Ibrahim walked forward, shaking his head. It was 8:55 PM and people were rushing inside to get to their seats or boxes.<br/><br/><strong>"Merlin's beard..."</strong>he mumbled to himself. He looked up at the impressive stadium and sighed. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest.<em>So this is what you meant by good seats? I should've realized that sooner...</em>he thought, blaming himself for assuming it'd be like for football stadiums where the best seats were close to the pitch. In quidditch, it was the opposite.<em>I'm definitely not going.</em><br/><br/>Walking away from the stadium, he joined the crowd of poorer Welsh and Spanish fans who couldn't afford or obtain tickets, but who had made the trip regardless to support their team. The organizers were showing the final on large screens for them. He'd watch the game from there and text Corinne to meet up later (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=339113.msg16083251#msg16083251).