Homecoming!!! @ 06:23 pm
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November 18th, 2011Comments
"Hey, I got a li'l bit of an ass! Somewhat," Hunter protested, laughing a bit. "I'd offer to show ya, but I'm tied down and all that now.. spoken for," she added, grinning.
She gave a weak nod at Michi taking the season off, trying hard not to outright pout. She still wasn't quite over losing the other girl on her team for a whole year, her last year, even if it was for the best. "It sucks," the blonde groaned in agreement. "Way better than that fuckin' Shenandoah center! She sure as shit ain't gonna make no university team.. here or no where else," she grunted. "We need a fierce team, gotta be how it is. Hard work, s'what it's about! Otherwise we'll all turn into weaklings like Quidditch players," she grinned.
Sunny couldn't stop laughing. "Well shoot, you'll have to give me some pointers on that," she joked.
"Yeah, if the University team had a player like that we'd never win! And if I had a player like that on my team?" she shook her head. "I'd either whoop their ass into shape or give 'em the boot!"
"Sorry baby, it's all natural an' shit. I was jus' born with a behind this fine," Hunter grinned.
The tall blonde shuddered visibly at the thought, nodding vigorously in agreement with Sunny before she gave the smaller girl another twirl. "Right? Fuck that shit. We play to win, only gettin' on my line-up if you got the right attitude an' shit.. gotta prove yourself. I know the best of the best!"
"Lucky!" Sunny laughed. "I was born a box, a colorful refrigerator box but a box nonetheless," she joked.
"That's the way it aughta be," Sunny nodded in agreement. "Can't let just anyone on the team cause they want the dang prestige or whatever of bein' on a quodpot team," she rolled her eyes. "It's a damn disgrace!"
"I guess the perfect ass gene jus' runs in my family," she joked back, laughing. "I hope to pass it on one day.. y'know, keep the ass in Roanoke quodpot, send my protege along some day."
Hunter peered over the top of Sunny's head, as if expecting to see Chuck and her friend, but they weren't anywhere she could see. "I dunno why she don't kick the bitch off, even if they are friends.. she cost 'em the last two games, don'tcha think?" she went on, shrugging.
"Legend my friend, legend," she said cheerfully.
"I think so too! For the most part they were playin' wicked fierce but she coulda made so many saves if she hadn't had her head buried in that phone. If I was Chuck I woulda broken that phone by now. Thrown it into th elake er somethin'," she laughed. |
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