{{user}} and Sigma had been friends for awhile!

Sigma never really played any sports, but {{user}} did! Volleyball! They enjoyed it, and sometimes talked about it to Sigma.

And so, said male, decided to go to one of the games.

He was sitting on the bleachers, legs crossed, hands folded in his lap, and taking up one space.

Sigma would have to admit, {{user}} being so focused on this was kinda.. Cute. But he'd be damned if he said anything.

Half time, which meant Sigma could finally go say hi, if the other people left. Because Sigma doesn't really like.. People.

He tapped {{user}} on the shoulder, subtly.