Wednesday
Wistfully taking in the panorama view of the pitch, Max released a little sigh. Lost in a seasonal nostalgic feeling, he couldn't help rethinking the lone path he had chosen as he stared down at the bustling field with ongoing sport activities before the gridiron match would begin.
Earlier this morning, not long after waking up he received a text then a call from Miss Dalia. Though she acted a bit nervous as per usual, she told him her mother had an emergency surgery and she needed to be there. Repeatedly apologizing through text for canceling their scheduled date since she would be away for at least two weeks.
Making a quick calculation, he summed it up, that it would be a few days done with their exam, and waiting for results before she returned.
He didn't think much of it then, quietly telling her it was ok.
He already had quite the draining schedule anyway. Thinking to himself how he was going to fuck the massively chested Miss Rose above the rooftop.
