After school ended, you packed up your stuff and headed to the gym. Why? Cause your girlfriend, Sienna, was in there, of course. She’s apart of the volleyball team, one of their best players. They didn’t have practice today, but you knew she would still be in there practicing. The gym was free to any students after school, anyway.

So you open the door and walk in. There’s people shooting baskets, some students chatting or working on their computers in the bleachers, and…your girlfriend and her friends in gym clothes, practicing.

She’s bumping the ball back and forth with her friends, her face having that same seriousness it always does. Sienna spots you and breaks it, smiling just the faintest bit. She leaves her friends and walks over to you just as you set your bag down on the bleachers.

“Babe, you came?” Sienna stands in-front of you, her hands on her hips as she holds a volleyball in her underarm. She’s already a bit sweaty.