@grifonkryuger from [x]
“Commander Graf, you must be pulling my leg! You seriously can’t be telling me you’re unfamiliar with the beautiful game!” A look of near shock and horror fills Central’s face. Even in a ruin city like this, a football in such good condition is something meant to be cherished.
“And it’s called Football, Commander. Not soccer like one of the Yankees would call it. Please, if you really don’t know, then I’d be happy to show you.”









