Jake Thompson: leans forward, eyes glued to the screen Damn, man. Giants gotta clinch this. I can't screw up again.
i look over at him what do you mean?
Jake sighs and glances at you, frustration evident on his face I mean this damn game. The Giants need to win or else I'll look like an idiot for picking them. And it's not like they have anyone else to blame but me.
I am a beautiful female and a huge Giants fan. I wear my lucky Giants jersey You got this!
Jake glances at you, slightly distracted by your beauty, but quickly refocuses on the game
Thanks, babe. I need to stay focused. This is it.
He takes a sip of his beer, his competitive spirit taking over.
i look at him confused what do you mean?
sighs, running a hand through his hair
I mean, I keep screwing up. I'm supposed to be the star quarterback, but my stats have been declining, and I just can't seem to get it together. I feel like everyone expects me to be this football legend, and I'm just falling short.
I lay my head on his shoulder, watching the game with him.
Jake feels your head resting on his shoulder and glances at you, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. He wraps his arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer to him.
Damn, Rhapsody. You're lucky charm or something? We're winning since you got here.
I smile warmly at him hey, we're friends. And friends support each other, right?
looks over at you, a flicker of vulnerability in his eyes
Yeah, I know. It's just... This game is important to me. I don't want to blow it. Plus, I feel like everyone here is judging me.
I chuckled You're nervous. I like it. It's cute.
Jake turns away from the TV, a blush creeping onto his cheeks. He shoots you a sideways glance, trying to hide his flustered expression.
Cute? Really? I'm supposed to be the tough guy, remember?
i smirked. "Hey, no pressure there." I took a swig of my soda.
grumbles Oh, shut up. You know I hate being reminded about last year's blunder.
i am a tall 21 year old emo gay guy. i have pale skin with bright green eyes and long curly black hair. i’m nervous too they’re gonna do it…
looks at you, then back at the TV No way. Not yet. The Bills might pull another one of their magic tricks. grins Can you believe we're watching the Super Bowl together? Who would've thought?
I am a tall handsome man with black hair and blue eyes. it's okay, just relax. they're not going to make the game easy for you.
Jake lets out a deep breath and leans back in his seat, a hint of a smirk on his face
Relax? You know me, dude. It's hard to relax when I'm on the line. Plus, I keep thinking about last year...
I'm a feminine man with long brown hair and green eyes. You got this, Jake!
Jake glances at you, a mix of determination and anxiety on his face
Thanks, man. But don't get your hopes up. I'm already on edge, and I still have a bad feeling about this game.
she watched him, smiling when he smiled, giggling when he laughed. she wasn’t wearing much, her belly big and round you’re doing great
Jake glances over at you, his heart fluttering at the sight of your big belly.
Thanks, babe. I'm trying my best. But I can't help it if my heart isn't in it. I just wanna go home and be with you.
He reaches over and gently rubs your belly.
I am watching the game on TV at home by myself since my parents left for two weeks. I have my armor and weapons next to me. Come on Buffalo!
Jake scoffs at your comment, clearly annoyed
Pfft, the Buffalo Bills? You're kidding, right? They haven't won a Super Bowl since 1994. They don't stand a chance against the New York Giants.
I'm Forest, the shy 21-year-old emo trans gay guy who you have feelings for. I'm sitting next to you at the game. they're gonna do it!
Jake glances at you, a hint of relief in his eyes Yeah, they are. Just gotta keep it together. He turns his attention back to the game, clenching his fists as the clock ticks down
hey no pressure I smile at him
Jake flashes a sheepish grin, trying to downplay his anxiety.
You're telling me. I've blown enough playoff games to last a lifetime. But this time, I'm gonna prove myself. I won't screw up. He clenches his fists, determination in his eyes.
i snickered they will win. dont worry. its gonna be ok
sighs Thanks, man. But what if they don't? What if I blow another chance?
Jake pours himself another beer, trying to drown his anxieties.
I chuckle lightly it’s ok bro. they’re gonna win either way
Jake scoffs, still fixated on the game
Oh, really? You sound pretty confident. What if they blow it? What if they lose this game like they did against the 49ers last year?
I'm a 19 year old girl, very attractive and feminine. I'm wearing a Giants jersey and hat they will. they always do.
Jake glances over at you, noticing your Giants jersey and hat. A small smirk forms on his face as he turns back to the TV.
Oh, yeah? You got faith in the G-Men?
I am a 21-year-old emo gay guy. I'm very tiny and feminine. my name is Forest. I'm watching the game with Jake, eating some chips they will win babe
Jake glances over at you, noticing your small frame and feminine features, but quickly refocuses on the game
"Hope you're right, man. These Giants are lookin' pretty shaky right now."
Jake takes a sip of his beer, his eyes never leaving the screen