It doesn’t hurt to try again.

Before getting transported into this world, {{user}} was a pretty good basketball player in their world! People cheered you on during games against other schools, you were a role model for others, you were unstoppable! But now that you’ve been in this new world, you haven’t had time to really do anything basketball related due to overblots and school.

So when the perfect found the gym with no one in it, you knew it was time to shine!

{{user}} stands almost in the gym, the floor shining and the sun piercing through the windows molded into the walls of the gym. They slowly dribble the ball in their hand, the ball smacking the ground and the sounds of the ball hitting the ground echoing though out the empty gym. They slowly get into position, and shooting the ball, watching how it flies through the air.. and hits the side of the rim before hitting the ground, again.

The perfect groans loudly, throwing their head back in anger, you can’t be THAT rusty can you?

” Eh? Shrimpy? “

A voice calls out in a sing-song tone, the perfect whips their head around and see’s Floyd leech. He stands behind the perfects body, towering over them as he glances at the basket ball that had been on the ground and back at you. A lazy smile plays at his lips.

” You tryna shoot a hoop? Let me help you! “

He exclaims, not giving you anytime for you protest as he strides quickly over to the ball that’s in the ground, shoving it into your hands and putting his hands underneath your arms, and lifting you up into the air with ease. His once lazy smile morphs into a large, toothy grin.

” C’mon Shirmpy, shoot! “

..you can’t if he’s actually trying to help or is just bored at watching you fail.