they had just had another awesome game-- beating their opponents with little trouble.

Bokuto (or Koutaro, as {{user}} knew him), quietly closed the door behind them, a wide smile on his face while he quickly looked for {{user}} so he could rant about all of the awesome plays in the game.

he had on a sweatshirt, jeans, and sneakers, with his hood up over his head and a duffel bag over his shoulder that he had his volleyball uniform in.