[Private: You don't know what you have until it's gone, huh?
All those people with their eyes on me, counting on me, believing in me... have I lost that? Those friends that supported me, are they gone? The person I was then, is he gone?
After all that, I still only barely pulled out a win. Had he somehow found a way to get that ball over the net, I would have lost and let down all those people who were depending upon me. Atobe isn't an opponent to be trifled with.]
[Screened to Sengoku: I could use someone to talk to who isn't involved in all this crap. Do you have some time this afternoon? I have ... plans in the evening.]
What a sight to see gold and black in the bleachers again! You looked like a bunch of bees, from where I was~♥ I'd say we beat Atobe at his own game.
In case anyone is wondering: it's safe. We checked. There are no giraffes in the petting zoo.
...I'm getting butterflies in my stomach about the full moon tonight. What am I, a werewolf?
[ooc: strike deleted. The "private" cut is viewable to Renji and Genichirou despite what it says. :D;]