35.

There came a time when we couldn't afford to be in our own little bubble anymore, sheltered away from the world.

We had to face our own demons, sometimes separately, sometimes together.

Sam was the last straw - and after that, life would never be the same again.

After that night at the game, Theo and I grew closer, very quickly. For starters, he actually attended the games from then on - watching him play became my absolute favourite hobby. It was as if he was the only one on that pitch, his movements so calculated, so precise, so articulate. Nobody else mattered; not the crowd, not Lilian or Sam, not the cheer team and not the players.

He would steal lingering glances at me from across the field, his smirk drawn to perfection as always. His eyes glimmered, his chest heaved up and down after a score with adrenaline, and I grew more and more impatient for halftime.

Because at halftime - oh, the things we would do at halftime.