(A PRECIOUS DUMB-ASS, LISTEN TO THE REST ASHER (he called him precious).
hiruma's a bit confused and it shows up for one single second on his face. really, he's been underestimated countless times, mocked for his size, told he couldn't do anything as a quarterback with his stature, immediately declined by scouts who wouldn't let him preform for them because he looks weak.
and asher simply ploughs through it like an idiot, focusing on the skill set βΒ what it takes to be great in his position.)
Yeah. (simply, before he blinks out of the surprise,) I can beam it. Kind of shitty I can't do much here, though.
(a motion to him, head tilting.)
Whaddaya trainin' for? Yourself or somethin' else?
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hiruma's a bit confused and it shows up for one single second on his face. really, he's been underestimated countless times, mocked for his size, told he couldn't do anything as a quarterback with his stature, immediately declined by scouts who wouldn't let him preform for them because he looks weak.
and asher simply ploughs through it like an idiot, focusing on the skill set βΒ what it takes to be great in his position.)
Yeah. (simply, before he blinks out of the surprise,) I can beam it. Kind of shitty I can't do much here, though.
(a motion to him, head tilting.)
Whaddaya trainin' for? Yourself or somethin' else?