special delivery - @natebancroft
It was only a few hours until the annual End of Summer Softball game and knowing her boss was on the opposite team. Well, somehow that thrived her to be even better. There was only one thing she didn’t expect during this nice summer day and it was seeing him. Her eyes lifted up to see him standing by one of the food trucks with some woman flaunting over him which shouldn’t have been much of a surprise since he didn’t really care about rubbing it in her face when they were together. Why the hell would he care now? She almost spun herself around to walk in another direction until he yelled her name. She exhaled as she closed the distance between them, her dark hues drifting towards the blonde on his arm. “Nate,” she glanced back at him. “Here I thought you hated these types of events.”














