| Billie Trimble ( |
Billie snorted at his words. “You have a point.” She looked away from him in order to rake her hair away from her eyes again, her weight shifting again from one foot to the other. She couldn’t just be standing there, she was too anxious to be still, and wanted to keep moving around. Her attention turned back to him when he spoke again. “Maybe there’s some sort of quota he needs to fill when it comes to being a pain in the ass.” Another small smile was offered, but it faded quickly enough in order for her to roll her lips under.
“Will you walk with me?”
She gestured towards the pitch, figuring that if they started walking along its borders, she could focus on her shoes as they walked instead of having to keep her eyes on him the whole time. There was definitely something about Thomas that made her feel…well, he made her feel something, but it was impossible to describe. There was definitely an attraction there, but she had never expected them to turn into anything more than what they were – friends, who in the past had a physical relationship that ended quite abruptly when he started hanging out with Samantha. Maybe he didn’t think of their friendship as being anything special, because they didn’t talk as much as friends probably should, but he was the only friend she had in the league. She didn’t want to lose that after she told him what she had to tell him, and that was why she was feeling so nervous as they started walking along the length of the pitch, her fingers twisting in the connecting pocket of her hooded sweatshirt.
“So um…I know I dragged you out here, so I’m sure you’re wondering why. I’d be wondering why, if I were you.” She turned to look at him, but then looked out ahead of her to pay attention to where she was going.
“I have something to tell you…something the rest of the team is going to find out about sooner or later, but I just…I don’t know, I wanted you to know first.” She took in a deep breath through her nose before releasing it as a sigh before she looked over at him again.
“Come next season, I um...I won't be playing for the Magpies anymore...”
Best to just rip off the bandaid, and deal with any questions that came after that.
“Will you walk with me?”
She gestured towards the pitch, figuring that if they started walking along its borders, she could focus on her shoes as they walked instead of having to keep her eyes on him the whole time. There was definitely something about Thomas that made her feel…well, he made her feel something, but it was impossible to describe. There was definitely an attraction there, but she had never expected them to turn into anything more than what they were – friends, who in the past had a physical relationship that ended quite abruptly when he started hanging out with Samantha. Maybe he didn’t think of their friendship as being anything special, because they didn’t talk as much as friends probably should, but he was the only friend she had in the league. She didn’t want to lose that after she told him what she had to tell him, and that was why she was feeling so nervous as they started walking along the length of the pitch, her fingers twisting in the connecting pocket of her hooded sweatshirt.
“So um…I know I dragged you out here, so I’m sure you’re wondering why. I’d be wondering why, if I were you.” She turned to look at him, but then looked out ahead of her to pay attention to where she was going.
“I have something to tell you…something the rest of the team is going to find out about sooner or later, but I just…I don’t know, I wanted you to know first.” She took in a deep breath through her nose before releasing it as a sigh before she looked over at him again.
“Come next season, I um...I won't be playing for the Magpies anymore...”
Best to just rip off the bandaid, and deal with any questions that came after that.
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