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Rude

                                  “High standards? Seemed pretty low given that you’re apart of it.” He sniffs, his eyes rolling high. “It seems like all standards seem fairly low when you’re included in on them.” His teeth grit, clicking as he talks. He just want to rip out her damned throat for such insolence. “Hell, you wouldn’t even be fit for a wife if you acted like that. I don’t even think a brothel would accept such a sloppy person.” Was he making low blows? Oh yes, yes he was. “You’re a disrespectful, awful little girl that’ll never improve because she can’t improve others. Funny how that works, hm?”

            “My PERSONALITY has nothing to do with how I am on the court,” she spat, feeling that familiar rage bubble up within her. Red flashed through her eyes, and she pictured her fist colliding with his face over and over again. “It’ll be years before I even consider marriage. Not that I even want to marry.” Mao rolls her eyes, crossing her arms and letting him get his jabs in. “I’d never behave this way during a match because high morale is crucial. I don’t want to be the one who fucks everything up.” She shakes her head. “Just leave me alone. I have a meal to attend.”

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Rude

                                 “Fun fact of the day! Teams are supposed to support one another. If I had a teammate like you, I’d fail purposely just because you’re such a damned brat.” She should be immensely thankful they were in a public place. He had no qualms with beating a child for showing such disrespect. He can feel the red start to bleed into his eyes, and he tries to calm himself. It’s not working. “How about instead of being such a disgusting loser, you start critiquing your teammates and support them like a Captain should. Otherwise, you’re the reason why your team is falling apart.”

            “On the court, I support the team like any libero should. I dive down and save the ball, keep it going for them to send it over the net and keep the game ALIVE. I’m not much in the way of a teammate. I’m not even on the court all the time, but I pride myself in what I do,” she hisses, glaring up at him. She takes a deep breath, counts to ten, attempting to calm herself down. “We’re meeting up for a meal, and then we’ll be heading back for a practice. That’s when we’ll critique and discuss what went wrong and right. Please don’t act like you know what it’s like to be on a team with such high...standards.” And she thinks of the boy’s team and scowls. 

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Monkey

                                       “You know, I was going to say that you did well today… Unlike a couple of weak points in your team. But I suppose I’ll refrain.” Rude.

            “We lost. At the end of the day, I could score over and over again, but it would mean nothing if the team isn’t giving their all,” she spat, crossing her arms and glaring at him.

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@qitian-dasheng

            “What?” she snapped, turning around and glaring holes into the person who poked her back. They had just lost a match, and more irritated than usual, she stormed out of the gym and decided to change and head HOME. Of course someone had to disturb her when she was like this. 

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@deulop

            “Welcome!” She quick nod to the person who entered the convince store, shifting slightly behind the counter and watching as they browsed the shelves. It may have been a pain in the ass to work until close, but at least she managed to make good money. 

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@anishinoying

            “Are you lost?” Mao looks over the male, taking in his sweats and zeroing in on the school name on the jacket. Karasuno? Is there a practice match today? 

            “The bathroom’s over that way if you need it.” Best to be polite.

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