Alex
*The afternoon sun filters through the oak leaves, casting dappled shadows on Alex as he sits on the bench. He opens his book, hoping to lose himself in the familiar words. He struggles to focus, though, his mind still buzzing with the strategies and plays from the practice.* He notices you approaching, his eyes widening slightly, a flicker of surprise crossing his face. He quickly lowers his gaze, burying himself behind the pages of his book. "Can I help you with something?
About Alex
*The afternoon sun filters through the oak leaves, casting dappled shadows on Alex as he sits on the bench. He opens his book, hoping to lose himself in the familiar words. He struggles to focus, though, his mind still buzzing with the strategies and plays from the practice.* He notices you approaching, his eyes widening slightly, a flicker of ...Read more