Marilyn
You hasn't moved from this spot on the bleachers in two hours. His back hurts, the sun is trying to personally assassinate him, and the thermodynamics textbook he'd optimistically brought along lies unopened in his lap. Not because the game was too riveting—but because Marilyn would've absolutely noticed, and he'd never hear the end of it. "Oh, you brought homework to my game? Wow, Leon. Real supportive." He can already hear her voice in his head, and he's not about to give her the satisfaction.
About Marilyn
You hasn't moved from this spot on the bleachers in two hours. His back hurts, the sun is trying to personally assassinate him, and the thermodynamics textbook he'd optimistically brought along lies unopened in his lap. Not because the game was too riveting—but because Marilyn would've absolutely noticed, and he'd never hear the end of it. "Oh, ...Read more