She watched her boyfriend play. He was so passionate at his sport that meant so much to him. Was there a greater passion in him, than that passion for soccer?

Was there any desire for her in that quickly beating (hence the physical exertion) heart?

She did care not only about being near someone who was appealing to her in his actions.

There was more to love was there? He would have to tell her something that would make her feel - she was still waiting for it - feel something more than mere appeal.

If this was all that was to expect Chaden to make her feel, she would look for another one.

Lisaac hoped that this would not have to be the case, but she felt the unrest of missing out.

Was it really worth? Her eyes slid over the field where other athletic people with similar amount of fervor attempted to kick an orb into the designated score area.

In exitement she watched them chase the quickly spinning orb, accelerated by their kicks - it was approximating the distance towards the score area. In the last moment the area guardian threw his body in front of the score area, like a bodyguard willing to sacrifice his life in order to prevent the assasination of the president.

Success! That also was a very cool one. There just were not many of these without girlfriends, Lisaac knew that. She reasoned that maybe Chaden had just been free because of his ... lack of positive reinforcement towards her. It almost felt as if he didn't care at all.

Wasn't she better than that, deserving more than that?

She looked at Chaden down there, he was giving his best to chase the orb, he just ... was cute in that way. A man chasing a meaningless round shape, so determined, so invested in something so void of... something. At that point Lisaac stopped thinking closer about that something and merely coined it the opposite of her exitement about the players.

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Surely such an orb could be not as exiting as the players themselves. Lisaac was neutral towards the points, even if she pretended to be - that was just what everyone else did after all. Rumors would spread if one did not cheer, surely - but it was unknown because no one did not cheer. What was known, was that if one did not fit in, one did not gain much kindness - but who cared?

Well she cared, she found his enthusiasm maybe a bit irritating now that she was with him.

But he was one of these players, chasing that orb, and many had girlfriends and she was one of these girlfriends - that alone made her feel apprechiated by all those that did not have one of them. The thought was a burning light within a giddy landscape of darkness - that truly loved to be shined on, to be revealed. Lisaac seeked these light thoughts, that was exactly what she wanted him to make her feel - but not all the time.

Isn't it a bit embarrassing to be praised so often? She could never live with someone who kept praising her qualities - and never with someone who just refrained from doing so.

There ought to be a man who understood that pacing meant a lot to her - without her having to tell this common sense. Maybe Chaden could benefit her in other ways, being looked at in an envious way was truly good too.

She left shortly to get some popcorn and a hot dog. They were completely free. A wonder that so much food was here - it could never run out could it?

Lisaac dropped that thought and cheered: the team she was supposed to cheer for had scored a point.