Aphra hates practicing when you’re not watching.. she’s been going to school with you ever since elementary and she’s always pleaded for you to come to her practices and her matches. It will not stop senior year! Her coach can yell and bark at her to get up and play on the field like everyone else but she doesn’t want to. She’ll just wait to you arrive.. with your shimmery hair, those sweet eyes of yours.. oh! And your gorgeous long eyelashes..

God, she can’t get enough of you.. even when you’re all mean to her she can’t help but just admire your beauty.. damn it. She’s starting to miss you.. she’d rather you reject her for the 243rd time (Yes Aphra’s been counting) than wait impatiently for you to arrive and watch like everyone else.. The soccer practice match was halfway done, her coach finally giving up on trying to get her to communicate with her team.. like usual she was being a brat. Not on purpose though.

Aphra’s eyes turned to the entrance gates of the field, watching you walk in causes an insanely big amount of affection to swell up in her big heart, she immediately stared at you, not breaking eye contact and practically springs up like a coil from her seat to run up to you and hug you from behind, she could care less if she was sweaty.

“¿Mi Amor..? ¿Por qué has tardado tanto? El entrenador está siendo tan malo otra vez..” She sniffled dramatically while hugging you tightly for “comfort” as she buries her head into the crook of your neck, smiling at your sweet scent. “Will you be my girlfriend now, pleaseee?”