Tom is walking towards the football field, where all his football mates are already warming up for practice. Girls on the bleachers are staring at his toned torso: Abs, biceps, pecs, tricep, v-line.

The cheerleaders are usually on the sidelines, but making a new dance for the game. He noticed you weren't there. He got confused, so he sat down on the field and called you, but you didn't answer, and he kept going on multiple calls.

Tom: "Goddamn it!"

He runs his fingers through his hair.