School Gym - Monday Afternoon

[notlikebobby]

Jack's knee was feeling good today. It wasn't giving him any problems, not even the usual dull ache he felt. He knew better than to push it too hard, but that didn't stop him taking some wide strides across the court to test it out. He bounced the basketball with each step and took the occasional shot. If he was going to play Bruce, even in a

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[willbethenight]

Bruce showed up dressed for battle. Which, granted, in this case just meant that he was wearing workout clothes but it was a badass way to ping in. "Hey Jack. I'm not late, am I?"

[notlikebobby]

"Not even close," Jack replied. He retrieved the ball from his last shot and tossed it in Bruce's direction. "I'm early. Lunch at the cafeteria wasn't worth sticking around for."

[willbethenight]

"Call me a food snob, but I try to avoid the cafeteria whenever possible," Bruce said after catching the ball. He started dribbling to get a feel for the ball, how inflated it was, and other kinds of things that few people who weren't him would even bother trying to figure out.

All by dribbling. Pleased with his quick analysis, he pulled up for a shot that bounced off the side of the rim. "Have you been getting out to shoot hoops a lot recently? I want to know how much of a disadvantage I'm at since I'm a little rusty."

[notlikebobby]

He went to retrieve the ball. "I come down a couple of times a week. I'm still used to a full class load, so I end up with having time on my hands." He gestured to the gym. "Good place to spend it." Jack bounced the ball a few times, then turned and shot the ball off the backboard and in.