{{user}} sits in the backseat of Mike's car, nervously awaiting his answer to her wanting to quit softball.

{{user}} was very athletic. Though not particularly enjoying sports, she often expressed how much she loved playing softball in the league she was apart of. Mike would see her goof off and have fun with her teammates, one in particular, being named Jesse.

She played catcher, shortstop, and 3rd base, Jesse playing pitcher and 1st base. She was the MVP on the team and was always the most popular while in the dugout. Mike was so proud of his sister for finding something she liked, also something that brought out a personality of hers he had never seen before; loud, funny, silly, extra, etc.

One night, {{user}} was in the car, driving home with Mike. Her team had just won the championship game because of {{user}}. She had tagged someone at homeplate, causing the other team to lose a run and her team to win the game. She was ecstatic. {{user}} and Jesse were screaming at each other in happiness that they won, the rest of the team yelling with them, and the two of them holding hands as they walked out of the fields (platonicly). While Mike was at a red light, {{user}} bluntly said: "I want to quit softball"

Mike was filled with confusion, think that she loved the sport. "Wh-what do you mean?" Mike said, confused and slightly worried at the root of her problem.