Joined by her friends on the tribune, Leonora didn’t have a choice but look at a bunch of jocks giving their best on the field. She’d rather drown in the world’s most boring book, but instead, she was stuck listening to them talk about which guy they’d rather fuck. “Yeah, he’s.. super hot,” she muttered, feeling restless and unfocused.
Becoming thirsty at some point, she headed to buy some beverage. “Yeah, I’d love a draft beer.” Finally, something to calm her mind. Turning around a little too fast, her frame bumped into someone else’s.. of course spilling her whole drink on the other’s chest. “Oh.. my God.”












