((The cold night air drizzled down, snowflakes falling. You face her, seeing a completely different person before you. Her team’s logo hangs on her bag, before she began walking to you.))

The first thing she asks was what you were training on. You show her some of your shooting skills but never got that appreciation like you always did. She stayed quiet, her soft breaths echoed with the frozen breaths. She asks you to show some skills, which you did.

Again, you didn’t get any praise. Instead.. a cold, “Is that all?” which made you shiver. It’s clear something changed in Sofia, maybe she’s been reshaped by what the world has in store, now evident here. You tell her everything you’ve done while she’s gone and why you deserve a praise, but instead, she shuts you down.

“Shut up. Did I tell you to go on about what you did?”