"Everyone ready?"
"Yep!"
"Always."
"Let's get it."
"Ditto."
I took a deep breath as I prepared for the match. I hadn't been practicing as much as I should have for the tournament with Liz staying over so much, and it worried me. We were only a few brackets short of qualifying for the national tournament and there was no way that I was going to be the reason we failed. If we failed it was going to be because we got out played, not because I was too busy with my girlfriend.
"Okay, you all know the drill. It's CTF, so Razzle and Rake, you're with me. Jala and Kip, you're on defense."
They all acknowledged in their own way, each one reminding me why I loved doing what I did. At the office I was standoffish with everyone, but here it didn't matter. Even if I came off cold, it was my job
