Eryx arched a brow at the British accent, fck was half of the people in his school British or more than half because he swore almost everyone he actually knew the names of had a British accent. He didn’t realize they were in the UK, well after this he could use some tea, you know to celebrate being in the UK. “Didn’t you just miss a shot before I came or was it 4?” He retorted as he threw the basketball to the hoop and landed a shot.
He jogged to get the ball and came back, smirking at the red haired, “I don’t think I have to worry about loosing.” He passed the ball towards the short red haired, “Try not to miss too many shots red.”
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