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... the tired, half-resigned shuffle of boots dragging over wet turf and the murmur of conversation spilling into the open air. Water bottles cracked open with tired hands. Some players flopped onto the benches, heads tipped back to drink in slow, gulping pulls. Others paced aimlessly, unwilling to sit, unwilling to stop moving altogether.
Demien trailed a few steps behind the group, the low hum of the session still alive in his mind. Every misplaced touch. Every mistimed run. Every glance t ...
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