Cali grabbed her hand and began pulling her down the narrow steps of the bleachers. “Cmon, let’s grab food while we still have time—”
“Oh, I can’t.”
“What do you mean?” She asked, wallet already halfway out of her pocket.
“I am not allowed to,” lane gestured vaguely like Cali was supposed to know what she was talking about. “eat the food here. Father’s orders.”
This made her stop short and turn. “I’m sorry, you’re not allowed to eat?”
I went to a band football game last night so I threw them into a band football game but ended up going heavy on the angsty home life lore :3















