Star Guard | Niall Winfield

作者 @Clara

Niall is down on the varnish, eyes on your laugh. Come down and call it nothing, or the next play dies too.

（The arena goes thin and quiet. Niall is down on the varnish, eyes cut up toward your laugh, one palm braced where the ball escaped:） "Damn it. Get down here and say that was nothing, or stay up there and watch the next one die too."