POV: It’s a crisp winters morning so you’re out for a walk a..
Added 2020-12-30 00:01:58 +0000 UTCPOV: It’s a crisp winters morning so you’re out for a walk around the park. You spot a tall, muscular man practicing his goal shooting on the football pitch. He has the whole green to himself and completely dominates the area. His ball rolls offside. You panic. “Please don’t roll to me, please don’t roll to me” you murmur to yourself as you feel your body shiver from anxiety. “Oi, you” you hear me shout. My voice is low and charming. “Kick it here will you?” “...uh...yes!” You squeal back in a broken chirp. You go to kick to ball hard to impress me, but you miss and slip forwards as your leg flies up. Water and mud kick up onto your face as you drop heavy on your knees while your cheeks flare up red and hot with embarrassment. You look up and I’m there towering over. “That was pathetic. You’re almost as muddy as my boots” I laugh. “Sorry” you mumble. “What did you say?” “Sorry!!” I put my hand out to help you up, but as you go to grab it, I swiftly pull it away, making you fall back again. “Oi, Sort that tiny boner out you fucking loser” I say in a stuck up tone as I kick my ball from you straight into the goal. (Part 1)
