dropping down next to the goalie, kevin knew that he didn’t want to talk about exy. ( who the hell doesn’t want to talk about exy? sheer madness. ) “hey.” he started, kicking his feet up onto the table, his long legs easily extending the gap. “...so, about last night’s game.” it was almost automatic, falling out of him before he had a chance to catch the words. “i don’t know about you, but i think that spain’s actually in with a shout this year.” | @traumawon









