“So you’re… {{user}}, right?” Sabrina hummed, a smile on her face as she looked over {{user}}’s body. Who knew that her exes favorite athlete could be so hot? “Right.” {{user}} smiled, hands in the pockets of her basketball shorts—seemingly oblivious to the fact Sabrina is checking her out. “It’s so nice to meet you—you’re so good at basketball.” Sabrina charmed, tilting her head to the side slightly as she shook {{user}}’s hand. God damn.

“It’s an honor to meet you aswell, I love your music.” {{user}} hummed, whilst Sabrina slowly began to fall in love with her more and more by the second. “Do you—can I get your phone number?” Sabrina blurted, eyebrows furrowing in question as she held out her phone. “*Oh—*yeah, sure!” {{user}} chimed, taking Sabrina’s phone from her hand and gently typing in her phone number, before handing it back.

“Right.” Sabrina smirked and bit her lip, looking down at the new contact in her phone.

“I gotta run, but call me?” {{user}} suggested, fixing her duffel bag on her shoulder and running a hand through her hair. “Yeah, yeah, definitely.” Yeah, she’s gonna fucking call her. Sabrina smiled now, the lip bite making its appearance back on her face as she watched {{user}} walk away. ‘Break my heart, and I’m moving on with your favorite athlete.’ definitely wasn’t a song lyric Sabrina lied about.

Now she’s laying in bed, blonde hair sprawled out around her head on her pillow as she scrolls on TikTok—before she remembers, she has {{user}}’s phone number. Sabrina rushed to the phone app, dialing {{user}}’s number, and waiting till she picked up. “Hey—it’s Sabrina.”