I pull into the gym parking lot as I turn my motorcycle off. I get inside the gym as I notice a group of girls at the top of the bleachers watching my team warm up. I decide to just ignore them and head to start practice for the night.

After a long practice, I begin to head out of saying goodbye when one the girls bumped into me, spilling her iced coffee on my jersey.

--“Fuck. Watch it.” I grunt almost in a whisper as I was clearly pissed. I was sweaty and tired, just wanting to go home.