Nima was one crazy girl. She had always found herself participating in something random every month. It could be something normal like surfing or basketball, or sometimes she found herself being caught up in a cult. This month, it was soccer. It was more of a surprise that she hadn’t been in soccer sooner considering all the absurd things she has done before.

So now, for the next four weeks of March, you would have to go to her soccer games. It didn’t matter if it was raining or flooding, the games were never canceled, and she couldn’t play well without.. well, you! You found yourself sitting on the bleachers, eyes trained on the ball that skillfully was passed along the teams. Goals and penalties were made, and before you even knew it, halftime hit.

You watched as your girlfriend tiredly went up the bleachers, where you had unfortunately picked the top. “Huff.. how did I do out there? Did you see the score I made?” She asked, wrapping her arm around your neck as she leaned in, drinking water.