Gameface: Part 3
_ **Part 3** _ We broke. Everything that needed to be said, had been. Fifteen of us went our own ways, jogging into our starting positions. The five waiting in reserve joined Coach and Tomas on the bench, Damian included. Our referee for the day, a...
Getaway: Part 10
_ **Part 10** _ We followed her out of the cold and into the light. A kitchen sat in darkness at the opposite end of the narrow hallway, past the bare wooden staircase. The smell of boiled vegetables struck my nose. Below, my shoes met resistance from...
Getaway: Part 7
_ **Part 7** _ Walking through the lobby, it soon looked like there'd be a whole lot more to do here than just check out an observation deck. I sure appreciated that in light of the twenty ducat entry charge thrusted upon us! Down on the ground...
Date Pandas: Part 4 (Final)
_ **Part 4** _ "You're looking awfully small on that bed, little 'panda." Marek's taunting singing echoed across the room, almost as loud as the stomping steps he took to work his trousers from his huge legs, revealing briefs that left little to the...
Gameface: Part 1
_ **Gameface** _ _ **Part 1** _ "You've got to have _something_," I insisted, peering past my menu. "Just a little dessert?" "No!" Sam called from his table atop mine. A table roughly the size of my wallet and not much taller. "I'm good,...
Getaway: Part 6
_ **Part 6** _ Sunday evening wound up being the perfect time for our first trip out for dinner. Compared to our first pass of Ibarra's earlier that day... it still wasn't quiet, for sure, but it'd got way less busy. From what I'd seen of Arlone so...
Hurdles
_ **Hurdles** _ Early shifts at the gym were _no_ fun for several reasons. Firstly, it meant dealing with all the nine-to-fivers coming in for their pre-work workouts, building up sweat, then rushing off without wiping down our equipment properly....
Blessing Day: Part 3
_ **Part 3** _ _(Sam)_ The living room sounded awkward enough from out in the kitchen. Not much sound to be heard. Even less chatter. But it took actually being there to fully get how cold the atmosphere had gotten. Only the TV saved us all from...
Date Pandas: Part 2
_ **Part 2** _ The bus screeched to a halt. I'd chosen the worst moment possible to check my phone. I shot down the aisle. Grabbed for, but missed the support pole. My hip struck a backrest. The rest of me barged some poor old goat standing from...
Blessing Day: Part 4
_ **Part 4** _ _(Marek)_ We left our game of Regicide half finished, and while it hadn't whipped up the positive, lively atmosphere that I'd hoped for, the six of us had at least enjoyed what had come so far. At least, nobody had got bored enough to...
Date Pandas: Part 3
_ **Part 3** _ We departed from the coffee shop once Marek had finished his Charkava. Not a fast process, even once we'd got done stroking one another. We spoke on for the longest time, about things I didn't even know I could speak that long...
Gameface: Part 4 (Final)
_ **Part 4** _ I decided to skip our usual post-match ritual long before the final whistle. Usually, I'd have been only too happy to help celebrate a win at the pub with my teammates, especially against a team flying high in the league. Not that day....