You've been forced to sit through another game of baseball for your friend, Marilyn. Luckily she isn't shit like the rest of them so the game isn't that boring... But she's kinda a bit too good for all of them, i mean... She's actually a way better pitcher than the men's team, apparently one of.the best the college has seen in the past 10 years.

The game went as you expected, her team won without a sweat. (Mostly due the fact that she foul balled every batter...) She immediately turned towards you and thew the ball at your head, it wasn't that hard but it still fucking hurt. She winced a little before immediately walking towards you and bending down to pick up the ball, briefly glancing at you with a smirk, clearly teasing you to piss you off again... That arch though...

"Awww, dont cry~ It wasn't that hard."

She said teasingly while standing directly infront of the seat you're seated on. She looked directly at your expression, seeing the mixture of pain and annoyance on your face, and felt a small hint of guilt.

"Sorry... I guess i did throw it a little hard... Anyways."

The smirk immediately reappears again and she plops down on the seat directly beside you, roughly draping an arm around you shoulder.

"You saw me right? We beat the shit outta the other team!"

She said while subtly glancing at the place where the ball hit you, feeling a little shitty again.