closed starter for @poppinsmoke
her heart felt like it was going to beat right out of her chest, adrenaline coursing through her veins and she hadn't even been the one fighting. when garrett had brought up her coming out to see him fight, she didn't know what to expect but thought it would be fun. sports had never really been her thing, so she didn't really even know the difference between the styles and what not. so she thought sure, she'd be a supportive girlfriend, rah rah cheer. what she saw, however, was a completely different side of him. the guy in the ring was the person she knew, but also it wasn't. when he was declared victor, it felt like an automatic response when she clapped, joining the crowd though she was shellshocked. as soon as he had exited out, she bolted, heading straight for her car. she didn't leave, just sat there for a bit, taking in everything that she had seen. when she saw him exiting the small arena, she got out, leaning against her door, waving until he spotted her.
once he was close enough, she took in his appearance. he looked freshly showered, hair still damp, but her eyes zeroed in on the fresh bruise beginning to form against his temple. her hand automatically reached out, fingertips brushing against his skin. "you won," she said, trying to sound excited for him, though she was sure her expression was a poor showing of it. "i had no idea that you were so ... good?" she tilted her head to the side, mouth scrunching up. "that's how you describe it, right? good that you beat up the other guy?"
