He is trying his best not to get curious, but damn, it's hard.
Everything in him is drawn towards the basketball court on his way to his tennis court, and he knows he will fail with this ignoring thing he has going on.
Collins joined the tennis club too, and it was evening, both dressed in the correct attire of shorts, shirts, and trainers.
His shorts are a tad too tight, his shirt clinging to him as well, and he has paired the look with his favorite trainers and matching socks.
all white, but he thinks it looks cute. He has his duffel bag and racket, conversing with Collins before the noise draws their attention.
"Do you want to get a peek?" Collins asks him, "We won't stay for long."
"Fine," he shrugs, even though his heart is jumping.
He did say he would catch Travis' play, and he has been trying to break that promise, but here he is, now stepping into the tightly packed court.
Damn, he didn't know the game had this many fans.
"Wow," Collins says.
