TRISTAN
The squeaking of our shoes as we ran around the basketball court echoed against the walls of the indoor gym, rhythmically suppressed by the loud thuds that followed each time the heavy ball made contact with the floor. Our heightened hearing made it incredibly annoying, but thankfully, our focus helped us remain sane; that, and the adrenaline of playing with my boys again after years.
Martin, Benjamin, Ty, and I had split into pairs for a classic match of our signature two-on-two basketball game. Back when I was Alpha, we used to join up at the court whenever we had the chance to unwind after a tiring workday. I had to admit, it was way less stressful when I hadn’t been locked up in the office all day. Although I did miss having Zahra cheering for me on the bleachers.
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