 I didn't know this was here sorry! >_< ¼ of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pls
Joćo wasn't late!
He nearly ran to the pitch, if only it wouldn't draw attention, but he was still out of breath due to anticipation and walking fast. He wondered what would Mr. Isaacs say and why the man'd picked this place. If he was going to fire him, he would do that in his office, right?
Right?!
Well, no running from fate, so he entered the pitch at the precise meeting time and looked around. He was wearing a jeans and a white shirt with some stupid pattern not to draw attention to himself. On top of it, he wore a black, hooded sweater and the hood was over his head not to be recognised. He wouldn't pull it back until he spotted -
Oh, there they were! He climbed the stairs quickly and stood between them.
"Mr. Isaacs, Williamson."
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