I lifted a shoulder and let it fall. “Nah, she wasn’t my type.”
None of them were. At least, not anymore.
Three pounds of wings and four burgers later, I strutted to my room. I didn’t feel like hitting the bar with the guys, but I still had a shitload of steam I needed to blow off.
Hooking a thumb under the waistband of my pants to pull them off, I changed into my green shorts withTerminatorstamped on the side. A run around the arena and a visit to the weight room should be enough.
I grabbed my earbuds and placed an armband around my bicep. Then I snatched up my phone from where it had been lying abandoned on my bedside table, a half-empty box of mini waffles hanging from my lips. Messages flooded in.
Sister Friend 8
Hi Thor, any plans for tonight? Thanks for buying tea for Bellatrix, she feels much better! We’re still here if you want to hang out :)
Nancy Wereball
Good luck with the game on Sunday! I’m having a party afterward, if you and the gang want to join!
I twisted one mini waffle apart, licking at the apricot jam inside.
Short Hair from Pool
Fancy another match this week, Thor?
Stephanie GF Pack
Logan, baby, missed you. Want to come over?
Sister Friend 8
Or I can come to yours! Let me know! We got cold beers
Unknown Number
Hi :*
Six messages, all within six damn minutes.
I deleted them all with slight annoyance and threw another mini waffle into my mouth.
I scrolled through the other messages, crumbs on my phone screen. My sister, my father, and I always used our mind-link to communicate…until the old man felt the need to remind me of something in writing. Only then did he use his decrepit phone.
Big Feet
Your grandmother cried because she claims you never visit
I rolled my eyes before a smirk curled my lips. Gran knew how to wrap Dad around her cunning finger. I stopped falling for it after the time she had whined over the phone and made me feel so guilty for not visiting her at the hospital where she volunteered after I had promised her.
In my defense, I was away with the team. So, I planned a surprise visit the very next day. And what did I find? Gran fucking wasted with that friend of hers who always used tosqueeze my cheeks when I was little and now always slapped my ass. I chuckled at the memory of the two ladies singing ‘Take A Chance On Me’ by Abba with the karaoke machine I got her for her seventy-second birthday, drinking cognac like sailors who never saw land on purpose.
Trix
Thanks for the tea, you’re the best brother. Love you. Stay out of trouble for at least a night. Just one! See you tomorrow for our lunch xxx
Then, another from the old wolf.
Big Feet
Tomorrow I’ll come see your training with Leo. You’d better not be drinking from tomorrow on, Thor. We are at war, and I cannot tolerate losing to Alpha Clown
