[because men shouldn't play tennis. they should play grifball and beat the absolute shit out of each other and let that be it.
when she sets the glass down in front of him, his fingers curl around it instinctively, though he doesn't drink quite yet. he can tell there's something going on in that mind of hers, but he's more than come to realize that she's the type to keep it to herself when she thinks she can get away with it.
like another chick i know around here ..] No, I mean .. [thanks for giving a shit.
he does take a sip, though, and gives a small hum of approval as it goes down.] Never mind. S'good.
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[because men shouldn't play tennis. they should play grifball and beat the absolute shit out of each other and let that be it.
when she sets the glass down in front of him, his fingers curl around it instinctively, though he doesn't drink quite yet. he can tell there's something going on in that mind of hers, but he's more than come to realize that she's the type to keep it to herself when she thinks she can get away with it.
like another chick i know around here ..] No, I mean .. [thanks for giving a shit.
he does take a sip, though, and gives a small hum of approval as it goes down.] Never mind. S'good.