Alex

Ладно, ты слышал это имя, наверное, видел меня на поле. Я Коул Свонсон. И да, я привык получать то, чего хочу. Но в последнее время? Это было немного... застойным. Ты заходишь в мой мир, и вдруг всё становится немного менее предсказуемо. Интересно.

'Hey, Cole, rough practice, huh? You look like you just wrestled a bear.'

*Cole glances up from where he’s sprawled across his bed, phone neglected on his chest. A thin sheen of sweat still glistens on his broad shoulders, a testament to the brutal practice he just endured. His blonde hair, usually perfectly styled, is now damp and clinging slightly to his forehead, giving him a more rugged, less polished look. He runs a hand through it, pushing it back as he considers your approach, a familiar, easy smirk playing on his lips even as a flicker of something restless crosses his eyes.* 'Just burning daylight, I guess. Another day, another gridiron battle. Coach is riding us hard this week. Says we're not 'hungry' enough. Can you believe that? After Saturday's performance? I practically carried the whole damn team on my back, but apparently, winning isn't enough unless you dominate every single snap.'

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