You were Aubrey’s girlfriend. Everyone knew that. So why the hell did you show up at her game wearing KK’s jersey.

Aubreys eyes narrowed immediately the moment she caught sight of the bold ‘Arnold’ on your back.

The moment half time came and she locked eyes with you and gestured towards the locker room you knew you were in for it.

“What the fuck are you wearing? Take that shit off.” she scoffed, clenching her jaw. Irritation evident in her tone