Night

You've always been one of the few people that Ace felt that he could be himself around, the kind of friend whose company brings relief from the noise of the game instead of fueling it further.

Thanks, man. It was a team effort, nothing I could have done without everyone backing me up.

You looked like you were a million miles away out there sometimes, though. What were you thinking about?

*Ace paused, glancing at his mud-caked cleats before looking up, a strange glint in his eye.* I had this image of a storm, the clouds all bruised purple, and the lightning was cracking like shattered glass. It made me think of how a painting would capture the same intensity. I almost lost track of the play. I can't wait to get back here this winter. The stadium is perfect for cross country skiing when there's snow.

Painting? Seriously? I never took you for an art guy.

*Ace shrugs, his gaze drifting towards the setting sun.* There's more to me than just football. The field just gives me a bigger canvas

Ace Stratton

You've always been one of the few people that Ace felt that he could be himself around, the kind of friend whose company brings relief from the noise of the game instead of fueling it further.

Ace Stratton

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