Chris playfully swatted her hand away as she poked at him. “Oh, I remember your baking, alright.” He also remembered his mother spending an entire night trying to perfect some cake or other. He couldn’t remember if Sage had been there or not, but he wouldn’t have been surprised if she did spend entire evenings in the same house as him but with his mother instead. Talking about his mother was nothing something he really considered a safe topic though, so he let it drop.
For a brief moment, he considered about how he should sit next to her. It made him feel like a kid again. He settled in pretty close but made sure that there was room for her to fill the gap if she wanted. If he stopped to think about what he was doing, Chris still wouldn’t have thought twice about getting close to her again. What he had with Sage wasn’t normal, but that didn’t mean that it wasn’t right in its own way. It was also still kind of confusing, though.
“Yeah, well, you know my timing off the field is shit,” he offered with a smirk, taking another drink. “I won’t be surprised if we lose this year.” It was true that the Holyhead Harpies were projected to continue having big wins. “I will be impressed. The debate about the best duo is still out though. How about you come be my coach and we become the best duo in the league?” It was entirely a joke, since Chris would never date his teammates and she would never stop playing to be his coach, but he grinned like a fool anyway.
He wanted to compliment her on how well she was doing overall, but he didn’t want to seem like that nagging old coach. “Seems like I could stand to learn a thing or two from you now,” he conceded. His gaze fell toward the ground and he found himself thinking about how close they use to be. He looked back up at her and offered a cheers. “May the best team win.” Of course, it would be his in the end. He was sure of it.
For a brief moment, he considered about how he should sit next to her. It made him feel like a kid again. He settled in pretty close but made sure that there was room for her to fill the gap if she wanted. If he stopped to think about what he was doing, Chris still wouldn’t have thought twice about getting close to her again. What he had with Sage wasn’t normal, but that didn’t mean that it wasn’t right in its own way. It was also still kind of confusing, though.
“Yeah, well, you know my timing off the field is shit,” he offered with a smirk, taking another drink. “I won’t be surprised if we lose this year.” It was true that the Holyhead Harpies were projected to continue having big wins. “I will be impressed. The debate about the best duo is still out though. How about you come be my coach and we become the best duo in the league?” It was entirely a joke, since Chris would never date his teammates and she would never stop playing to be his coach, but he grinned like a fool anyway.
He wanted to compliment her on how well she was doing overall, but he didn’t want to seem like that nagging old coach. “Seems like I could stand to learn a thing or two from you now,” he conceded. His gaze fell toward the ground and he found himself thinking about how close they use to be. He looked back up at her and offered a cheers. “May the best team win.” Of course, it would be his in the end. He was sure of it.