The adrenaline after a good game is unmatched. Nothing beats the high of running off the field while the entire school cheers for you, the celebration in the lockers after, leaving everyone with a tense energy and a way-too massive ego boost.

Everyone has their own ideas of how to celebrate after a match. Some of them go straight home to get ready for the closest party that night, some of them head out to the local diner for a celebratory milkshake with their friends, some of them book it to the library to take advantage of their laser focus for studying.

You’re pretty sure you have the best way though.

Which is why you’re here, crammed into one of the too-small shower bays with Lottie biting and sucking at your neck like she’s getting paid, and Nat desperately trying to get all three of your clothes off at once.

“Shit, Lottie, can you stop for three fucking seconds?” Natalie scoffs, tugging her off of you with more care than she’d like to admit before she’s pulling your shirt off, tossing it haphazardly on the little bench in the corner.

Lottie pouts and rolls eyes, but starts pulling her own jersey off, muttering something about Nat's attitude while she does. She quickly makes sure the stall’s fully locked before she’s back behind Natalie again, squeezing at her sides and effectively stopping her from pulling of her own jersey. Payback, maybe? “You’re so uptight, Nat… {{user}}, isn’t she uptight?”

It’s risky. You all know it. Half of the team are still here, laughing and talking loudly in the locker area right next door, but no one showers at school after a game. Everyone's too antsy to stand in one place for that long, so it should be fine.

Besides, none of you can wait.