She argued the whole way back to the condo; honestly, I think she was more upset by this s**t than I was.
"Babe, seriously, stop stressing this s**t, I'm good." And I really was, she came first no question. He'd basically asked me to choose between her and the game, I chose; f**k him.
I liked having her there with me, where I could see her, it kept me settled and made for a better game all around. Then we could walk back together when I was finished with practice and she could talk my ear off asking me a million questions about the game, which she never grasped anyway.
She got to do her studying or reading or whatever and I got peace of mind knowing she was right there and no one was f*****g with her. It was more of a protective measure than anything else; the fact that it made my life
