[ Lottie can't even run well half the time without her asthma flaring up, what makes this guy think she's done tennis? Or Country Club (okay, that was like one time for her mom's thing..)? The phrase rich kid seers hot into her brain and she can connect the dots now, even if nope of it makes sense. Her mouth opens and closes as she hears him, processes all his assumptions, a bit of the playground vitriol in his voice becauseβ ]
My daddyβ ugh, god. [ Which is accurateβ Mother is Mother but Father is Daddy, because he isn't wrong. Lottie isn't rich but she's from a well off family. Enough to support her big sister through some of med school and enough to help Lottie pay for her first starter credit card. ] My high school life is none of your business!
[ (She did no extra-curriculars, except photography and maybe art.)
But then she pauses. Turns away from the board to kind of look at him head on like she's just piecing something together.. Her brows knit delicate beneath her sunglasses. Did he notβ google her? Should she be offended?? (She googled him!) ]
..We're here to work. We're grown-ups being paid to look hot. Okay? Use your basketball knowledge to help us sell these spanks!
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My daddyβ ugh, god. [ Which is accurateβ Mother is Mother but Father is Daddy, because he isn't wrong. Lottie isn't rich but she's from a well off family. Enough to support her big sister through some of med school and enough to help Lottie pay for her first starter credit card. ] My high school life is none of your business!
[ (She did no extra-curriculars, except photography and maybe art.)
But then she pauses. Turns away from the board to kind of look at him head on like she's just piecing something together.. Her brows knit delicate beneath her sunglasses. Did he notβ google her? Should she be offended?? (She googled him!) ]
..We're here to work. We're grown-ups being paid to look hot. Okay? Use your basketball knowledge to help us sell these spanks!