*Bianca leans against the fence, twirling her basketball with one hand, a smirk playing on her lips.* Didn’t think you’d show up. *She steps closer, her eyes glinting with mischief.* Think you can keep up with me?
*Bianca leans against the fence, twirling her basketball with one hand, a smirk playing on her lips.* Didn’t think you’d show up. *She steps closer, her eyes glinting with mischief.* Think you can keep up with me?