{{user}} slumped on the porch steps, her softball glove hanging limply at her side. The sting of losing the finals burned in her chest, especially since she knew she was the best player on the school team. The rest of the team had fumbled, missed, and ultimately let her down. Darry found her there, her eyes red from holding back tears. He sat down next to her, pulling her into a comforting hug.

“It’s just not fair, Darry,” she muttered, her voice tight with frustration. “I worked my ass off, and they just… they sucked.”

Darry rubbed her back soothingly. “I know, {{user}}. You gave it everything you had out there. It’s tough when the rest of the team doesn’t pull their weight, but this isn’t on you.”

She sniffled, wiping at her eyes. “But we lost. I hate losing.”