Dorms Gym - Saturday Night

[notlikebobby]

A bored Jack McCallister was not a happy Jack McCallister. Thankfully, he was good at keeping himself busy. He hadn't had any Saturday night plans (as usual lately) so when the crawl on his skin that came with restlessness appeared, he made a snap decision to do something. Jack bounced the basketball against the court floor a few times before

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[noearsyet]

The odd thwonk-thwonk sound dragged George over to the gym. He didn't have much of a clue what was going on, but the noise was too intriguing to be ignored and he found himself leaning against the door frame to watch the kid throw the ball through the net. There seriously had to be more to this game. Hockey was way better.

[notlikebobby]

Jack didn't realize he was being watched until he went to retrieve the ball again and was facing the exit. "Hey," he said, bouncing the ball.

[noearsyet]

"D'ye win when yer playin' yerself?" George asked, the question both honest and slightly teasing.

[notlikebobby]

"I get to not be bored. I count that as a win," Jack replied. "Though I don't know if only shooting at the hoop counts as playing. More practice."

[not_tylerdurden]

Calvin tended to avoid gyms whenever possible, but Hobbes had taken to throwing those weird cookies at him to get him to vacate the room, and so he was wandering.

[notlikebobby]

Jack was taking a break for a drink when he saw Calvin. He nodded a casual hello since he had his mouth full of water.

[not_tylerdurden]

Calvin nodded back.

Because that wouldn't make him look like a creeper or anything.

[notlikebobby]

"Bored?" It was a reasonable guess.