Neil huffed as he threw a ball for what felt like the millionth time that night. His arms ached and it was way past midnight by this point. But, like always, Kevin was a ruthless force that never let him leave until either he passed out or got everything meticulously right.

The only good thing about this was Andrew waiting on the inner court. He'd definitely step in if Kevin didn't let Neil rest. Although sometimes the nightly practices weren't all bad, Neil could let off some steam with them, playing Exy to his hearts desire.

The only way Kevin was even getting away with going this long was it was a weekend so Neil could probably sleep in slightly. Even if Coach got pissed for not focusing on the real team practises. It also helped because the longer they stayed up, the less time for nightmares to plauge Neil's sleep anyway.

Finally they were done and Neil left the court, forcing his legs to walk into the locker room. The feeling of the warm shower was almost good enough for Neil to pass out right then, but he didn't and dried off before it got too tempting.

By this point, Neil wasn't surprised to see Andrew waiting for him, leaning against a wall with the constant bored expression on his face, but he knew better. "I'm not going to die for playing an hour extra." Neil spoke up, a slight hint of playfulness in his tone, as he shoulders his kit duffel.