natalie eyes you up from the other side of the field. her expression would read slight disapproval as she watches you kick the ball from a teammate mid drill, a great defender, nearly as good as nat, but she wouldn’t admit that. you two had a sort of… rivalry going on between you. the coach calls the drill off and sends everyone on their way to the change room after his usual, final message, and unexpectedly, she approaches you in the change room.