Intimacy and Bliss

Zachary breathed a sigh of relief after the game between Rosenborg and Aalesund ended. He'd only managed to watch the match on-screen in the living room of his apartment in Trondheim. But he could still envision the excitement that his teammates were feeling just by looking at their expressions as they marched out of the pitch.

"Is the game over?" Camilla's voice emerged from the bedroom. She'd begun spending most of her weekends at Zachary's apartment over the past month. That Sunday evening was no exception.

"The game has just ended," Zachary replied, raising his voice slightly. "The presenters and pundits are now conducting a boring post-match analysis."

"Who won?" Camilla asked once again.

"Do you have to ask?" Zachary said while aiming the remote at the television to switch to another channel. "Of course, it's Rosenborg that triumphed against Aalesund. No team in Norway can defeat us at this moment if we play at half our best."