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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Agamon" data-source="post: 1445315" data-attributes="member: 184">Sanjay sits in the bleachers, watching the match.  He finds X12's approach to the game comical, but cheers him on with the other students nonetheless.After the game, he starts down the bleachers and onto the pitch to congradulate X12 on a decent performance for his first football game, but he stops before he reaches him.  A look of uncertainty turns to one of determination as he turns and heads back inside.  Finding the nearest computer terminal, he sits down, opens the message he received earlier that evening and types out a response.  Before he sends it, he feels a knot tie in his stomach and the look of uncertainty returns.  Very hesitantly, he hits the 'Send' button.Releasing a nervous sigh, he logs out and leaves the terminal for his room to do some more thinking before going to sleep for the night.OOC: Cal, I'll email you the response.  Yeah, that's right, the rest of you don't get to see it. <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f61b.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":p" title="Stick out tongue    :p"  data-smilie="7"data-shortname=":p" /> </blockquote>