“I want to smash this ball into her annoying face,” Dmitri growled out beside me.
The consecutive thumping of the ball he is throwing against the wall sounded so loud to my ears but I don’t have the energy to open my eyes and punch him. I’m still trying to catch my breath. It is halftime and our team piled back into the changing room to gasp a breath, hydrate, and, for some, shower and change into new kits.
“Shut up,” I growled back.
Wala ako sa mood makinig sa mga reklamo ngayon. Adrenaline is still coursing through my body and all my senses are on overdrive. Everything is magnified sa aking paningin, pandinig, pakiramdam. It is making me more aggressive and sensitive than usual.
That first half of the match was intense. I could still feel the burn of every minute of it on my calves a
