Time Ghost

Chapter 46

~dang-dang~

Two adults under the hoop, playing basketball against each other as they held a two-points free throw contest for the game. Baron Schneider observes Tyrone thoroughly before the young man puts a shot into the basket in a smooth fashion. He kept the back straight, yet putting utmost weight forward into his toes. Left hand facing the rims and right foot strengthens across the rear. Eyes on the steel edge, Tyrone places his uttermost attention towards the goal and neglected anything else happened nearby.

Left elbow goes descent, whilst the young man bent down the knee for growing momentum of the shot.

~sok~

Flawless basket, and two points added to his tally. Ahead of the successful shot, the young man raised his chin a little towards Baron Schneider with smirks adorned to his face,”Perfect two points for me, homie!” He shouted.

“Hmph, still so-so, Tyrone. Try use a little handicap like me before talking a shame.” Baron Schneider replied. He pointed on his wheelchair afterwards,”Use my position and flush down a basket by that.”

“Ho-ho, you dare me? I’ll take it, dog, I’ll take it.”

The young athlete strolls across for reaching the nearest wooden chair at the corner of the field. He fits himself on the flat surface of the seat, then pushing it down towards Tyrone’s direction subsequently,”Here, it should hold your weight well.” Baron Schneider said afterwards.

At first, his opponent was in disbelief. He thought that the wheelchair could be broken because of his towering heights. However, it was all but mere assumption as the young man could even rest himself upon the back safely.

“What in the magical world is this, Baron? Can’t tell nothing ‘bout your stuff, but it’s amazing!”

Against the young man’s exhilaration, Baron Schneider chuckles,”Yeah, it’s kind of high-end ones on the market. My connection finds me good gear to come by.”

Nah, it’s the hospital’s property. Where would I get my connections at? It’s hours away from home, no way to contact my dear counterpart James Watson and his rich-ass support.

~tang~

In the first attempt of the young man, He shoots blank upon the hoops. It goes the same way for his second and third consecutively. No matter how much the young man has tried under the ring, it was still nowhere close to basket in the end.

I’m now stuck with Tyrone Gallardo. He is my only friend in this mental hospital. Of course, the man’s interest in basketball has dragged Baron Schneider into this. I bet the true soul of this body would love to engage with him like I do.

What if I asked him about Charlotte?

“Hey, Tyrone. Mind if I talk with you ‘bout Charlotte?” Baron Schneider asked.

Against his sudden query, the young man squinted his eyes towards him,”What’s crackin about her, Baron? Is she bothered you?” He replied, then smacks both knuckle before his guts,”I’ll teach science to that hottie if she got you into trouble, and no Jake involved, can assure you of that.”

What in the world...

He’s calling her hottie already. It determines his interest for that woman, too.

“Are you sure wanna speak fist against someone you call ‘hottie’, Tyrone?”

Tyrone Shrugged,”Well, it’s how everyone speak about her. She’s ten out of five for me.” He replied,” And if you wanna bang her up, it’s quite a crowd you got, including me.”

Another shot drops clean into the basket, whilst the young man sits upon the comfort of the wheelchair,” Damn, dog. You’ve had to rush me a ticket for USA. With that one, I’ll be in the hall of fame for sure.”

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I have to woo her for me to depart.

His mother would never brought me a real cue, anyway, especially since of its prior use. Romantic relationship is something that really matters for the cycle of life I have been working on to this extent. A woman in love will define my path. She would bring me past the hindrance of this time-travel malfunction in no time. I can’t estimate her to be Charlotte, but Baron Schneider’s reputation could lure that woman up for never-ending affection afterwards.

Yes, she’s also a hottie for me. Count me into the fanbase, Tyrone.

~kriek~

Charlotte Simmons entered the room. She waves slightly towards Baron Schneider before closing the door behind. On the other hand, the former athlete fixed his stance as the woman walks in, preparing himself a proper stature to strike a conversation with her at the moment.

Baron Schneider even put forward a chair for the auburn-haired woman, which she accepts playfully as a dimple-sided grin appears upon the face.

“Hi, I’m here for a regular check-up.” She pronounced,” Hope you’ll have time for our 30 minutes’ question, Baron Schneider.”

“I was born ready. No worries for that one, Charlotte.”

Without further ado, the auburn-haired woman unfurls the document on her lap. She fixates her glasses for the loads of ‘yes-or-no’ question within the paper,”I’ll be asking you a number of simple but personal questions structured to know about you more in the process. I hope you cooperate with me in this session by telling me the truth, or else we can’t help you much against the problem you’ve had.” She muttered.

Her solemn gaze indicate resolute intention for learning about his development towards the test. Baron Schneider, in contrast, felt relaxed and filled with serenity deep inside.

“A’ight. Bring me to it.”He said in determination.