Basketball Practice, Gym, Sunday Morning
Tyler sipped some Gatorade as he roved the gym, arranging things for basketball practice. It had been a good couple of days, and the possibility of blowing something up with Sam Carter made him even happier.
Practices had gotten calmer as the season wore on, and Tyler was slightly disappointed by that. But it wasn't like he had put much mental energy into directing the team. Maybe next season he would see what they could all really become. But for a first try at conventional sports, the season had gone surprisingly well.
He hummed a little as he started working on a dribbling drill.
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Practices had gotten calmer as the season wore on, and Tyler was slightly disappointed by that. But it wasn't like he had put much mental energy into directing the team. Maybe next season he would see what they could all really become. But for a first try at conventional sports, the season had gone surprisingly well.
He hummed a little as he started working on a dribbling drill.
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