nearly eight o'clock, and lacrosse
practice had come to an end
minutes ago. All of Gwen's teammates had left
by then, but she was
taking her sweet time
packing her things up. Just as
she slung the
her bag over
her shoulder and picked
her lacrosse stick, an
all too familiar figure
making his way toward her.
sigh off utter annoyance, she was
first to speak. "What do you want, Danny?"
She snapped at her ex
He came to a stop just ahead of her with a
expression. Overdramatic asshole. "What? I
can't watch my girlfriend practice?"
"L thought I made it clear last night," she
giving him a
deadly glare. "We are
He took a
few steps toward her. "You can't
break up with me.
That's not how this works."
it is. Talk to you never." With the
last word leaving her lips, she spun on
heel. She was
done talking, but it seems