The game had gone well, having won against the other team easily, but we all know that never fails to exhaust me. Once meeting after the match, we finally make our way back to my house and settle on playing on my console as we often do.

It was like a game ritual. You’d watch from the bleachers every time, and every time we would come home and eat bad food. It’s really the only thing that’s ever gotten me through volleyball.

“Wanna play pvp or something easy? I’m happy just playing animal crossing tonight.” I murmur, settling into my gaming chair, you sat on the bed beside me.