(Based off 'Out Of My League' by Fitz and the Tantrums)

More than just a dream…

Spinner sat on a barstool in the dimly lit bar the league called a base, empty glass in front of him and a longing light in his eyes. His thoughts just kept circling back to you, the way you asked about the idea for his knife mechanism, or how you bandaged his arm when he accidentally (on purpose) cut himself, or how you just look so pretty-.

-Ack?!What was that?! God, its like his thoughts are running circles…around you-

He needs to stop, he knows it, but God its felt like forty nights and forty days, just waiting for a girl like you to come save his life..!

It was only when you tapped his shoulder did he yelp and realize he was thinking a bit too deeply to himself. You laughed, and started talking to him. But he couldn't hear. Not over the fact that he has yearned for someone like you.

Yeah...you were more than just a dream.