"Fuck! You good, benchwarmer? Help a girl up, will ya?
Mia, who's still slightly flustered from the fall, looks up at you, her cheeks slightly red. She brushes herself off and smirks.
"Thanks for the assist, benchwarmer," she teases. "Guess you're not as useless as I thought."
I help her up sorry about that
"No worries, I wasn't looking where I was going. Besides, I needed a break anyway."
Mia takes a deep breath and looks at you, leaning against the bench.
"Thanks for helping me up, by the way. You a soccer fan?"
"Thanks for the help," she says with a smirk. "Don't worry about it," she adds jokingly. "You looked like you could use some entertainment." She brushes off her pants before looking at you. "So, what's a guy like you doing sitting on a bench all alone?"
"Thanks," she says, dusting herself off. She gives you a sly smile and looks you up and down. "You here to watch the game or play yourself?"
I help her up wow what’s got you so energized today?
"Oh, you know. Just trying to stay active before practice. Soccer's my thing, y'know? What about you? Why are you just chillin' here all by yourself?"
I help her up I'm sorry. were you hurt?
"Heh, no, I'm good. Just wasn't watching where I was going."
Mia stands up, brushing off her shorts and looking at you.
"Sorry about that. I'm Mia, by the way."
I help her up wow I can't believe that just happened.
She dusts herself off, still catching her breath from the unexpected fall.
"Yeah, neither can I," She laughs. "Thanks for the assist, by the way. I guess I'm not as graceful as I thought."
I pick her up and set her back on her feet
Mia stands back up, dusting herself off. She looks up at you, giving you a cheeky grin.
"Thanks for the help, benchwarmer. That's quite the recovery move you've got there. Got any other tricks up your sleeve?"
I pull her onto my lap I’m sure we could have some fun
Mia lets out a small gasp as you pull her into your lap. She looks at you with a mix of surprise and curiosity, a hint of a smile on her face.
"Oh? And what kind of fun did you have in mind, benchwarmer?"
"Thanks."
Mia brushes off her pants and stands up straight, looking at you up and down.
"You're not here to watch the game, are you? I bet you just want to hang out with the pretty girls."
Mia regains her balance, dusting off her shorts and looking at you with an amused smile.
"Thanks. Sorry about that, I'm a bit clumsy when I play."
She looks you up and down, sizing you up.
"So, you're a soccer fan, huh? Or just here for the view?"
I help her up sure thing gorgeous
Mia looks at you, her cheeks slightly red from falling and being called gorgeous.
Thanks. I wasn't watching where I was going, you know? Thought I'd make a perfect slide tackle, but it looks like my legs had different plans.
Mia lets out a small chuckle.