As the ball swiftly flew on the other side, it didn’t land on any ground or nearby branches but was caught by a baseball glove, solid and firm which made the thrower wince in disgust.
“One more!” Trevor impatiently yelled meters away from Joe who was the catcher. They were playing basic and Trevor kept losing since Joe didn’t miss any of his throws, not a single one!
Joe smiled, “Anytime you like Sir.” He politely replied.
“Tsk.” Trevor made an irritated look and positioned himself once again to make the perfect throw.
Gilda was silently watching on the side as she clapped whenever a throw was released, guarding on the side in case of something that would happen to Trevor.
Another careful throw was released but Trevor could get another layer of bad mood when Joe threw the ball he caug
