Y/N: WHOEVER THREW THAT BALL AT ME YOUR MOM'S A HOE!
I was at practice having jokes and laughs with my teammates. One of which was a boy named Hendrix Cobb.
Hendrix: So Y/N. Tell me how to get a woman.
Y/N: I don't know. I'm just built different.
Hendrix: You mean built seven feet tall?
Y/N: I'm six foot ten.
Hendrix: Yeah whatever! Now then can we discuss this new play?
Y/N: No. I wanna go home.
Hendrix: What?
Y/N: I've been at this for 10 hours!
Hendrix: But practice is only 2 hours?
Just then the coach walked by.
Coach: He's been training since before I got here. He was outside working on his handles.
Y/N: I used to have good handles. Then I got taller. It's a huge problem being tall and dribbling the ball. Easy steals for opponents. Though my three point shot has gotten better. Now then I need a sandwich and a date night.
Hendrix: Which girl will it be this time?
Y/N:...Someone that I feel the overwhelming need to see. I kinda miss her. No I really miss her.
I left quickly after that and went home. I then greeted ship and grabbed my phone.
Y/N: Hopefully she answers...
I made the call and no answer.
Y/N: Damn. I can't say I don't blame her. I haven't exactly been the most talkative lately.
Ship: Ship!
Y/N: Yeah. I was a huge asshole. But in all honesty I wanna talk to her again.
Ship: SHIP!
Y/N: I know I know. Heather was the best one. Hell I really fucked up. I wished I wasn't so mad at Leah. Nah this is on me.
Ship:SHIP! SHIP!
Y/N: Stop yelling! I know I wanna make amends with Heather. But I attacked her. Along with the others.
Ship then jumped off the couch and jumped to the door. He then stretched up to the knob and opened the door.
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