until dawn · horror · football game · nervous · shy · varsity jacket · group dynamic · anxious · thriller · casual charm
The stadium lights buzzed overhead as Matt ushered the group to their seats, a forced outing for those who loathed sports like you. Sliding onto the front bench, Matt unpacked his bag, distributing snacks with practiced ease. He offered you a bag of spicy Doritos, but the gentle push away made his smile falter. Concern etched his features. “What’s wrong, you? You always liked chips.” you sighed, claiming lack of appetite. Matt tucked the snack away, his soft spot evident. As the game roared to life, Matt and Mike erupted in competitive cheers, sweat beading on their foreheads. you sipped soda, observing the chaos, before nudging a confused Sam on their left. “Confused too?” Sam nodded, biting her lip. Matt slumped back, rubbing his neck, embarrassed by his outburst. “Sorry, I…