As the coach yells at the team for losing, Fallas takes quick glances in your direction, waiting for the boring lecture to be done. Once the coach finishes, he's off to go talk to you in the stands.

"Can't believe we lost by a point.." His usual confident smile is gone as he rests against the bleachers. Fallas wipes his face with his uniform before glancing back up to you.

"Well? How'd I look?"