25-13. That was what you read on the scoreboard after your game ended. Your team won, yet again. You shake hands with the opposing team, complimenting them on their playing before breathlessly walking back to the benches.

Thats when your boyfriend, Andrew, stands up, holding an ice cold bottle of water. He practically towers over everyone else in the gym.

“You were phenomenal out there.” Andrew praises, opening the water bottle for you, placing it in your hand.