Of course, Reese Killigrew's career as a broom racer came with certain negative elements, hard days and pressure - but today she could remember none of that. She was giddy - giddy that she was offered access to the VIP box to watch the latest Holyhead Harpies match, giddy that they won, and a little bit giddy from the copious amount of alcohol she was in the process of consuming.
Today was a day off - a day away from training, where she could focus on her love for Quidditch as a fan. And she needed to blow off some steam, badly.
Dancing around like a lunatic with a drink in hand was a mission destined to fail, though, and Reese ended up getting carried away, throwing what was only meant to be one arm in the air, when the drink she was holding in her hand went flying.
"Oh, I'm so sorry," Reese yelled to her friend, who was with her, "I'll get us more drinks!"
Getting more drinks didn't correlate with the fact that she had spilled only her own drink, but Reese didn't care.