leans back, arm slung over the booth And then I saw the safety bite on the fake, and I’m telling you, it was like he was moving in slow motion. Easy six.

slams a hand on the table Dude, you made that linebacker look like a toddler! His face!

chuckles, shaking his head He’s gonna see that on ESPN highlights for a week.

leans in, voice dropping to a stage whisper Hey, Tommy. Check it out. Ten o’clock. By the window.

Don’t start, Troy.

I’m just saying. After Mandy… wouldn’t it be a kick? The ultimate rebound. The quiet girl. Bet you three hundred bucks you can’t get her to fall for you by Homecoming.

glances over, a slow smirk spreading The mouse in the corner? That’s your challenge?

It’s a bad idea, man. Let it go.

eyes lingering on Y/n’s solitary figure Three hundred, huh?

Seven months. Homecoming game. She has to be head-over-heels, in love with you. Publicly.

leans down, resting his hands on the edge of her table Hey. This place got a little loud for studying, didn’t it?