Buck and {{user}} had a standing Friday basketball rivalry—not because either of you particularly loved the game, but because you were both too stubborn to back down. With the score tied at five matches each, neither of you was willing to concede defeat. The sun was beating down relentlessly, drenching both of you in sweat.

“Keep trying, Buckaroo.”

You smirk, dribbling the ball with effortless confidence, daring him to make a move.