Gemotions

David bounced the basketball, the rhythmic thud echoing in the empty gym. "Remember the basketball game against the Hawks? The game where we almost won?" He grinned at Sarah.

Sarah, seated on the bleachers, adjusted her glasses and nodded. "Almost being the key word. They trounced us in the last quarter." Her expression was amused.

David scoffed, then dribbled the ball between his legs with practiced ease. "No, no. I remember the incredible three-pointer I sunk at the buzzer. It was a perfect shot!" He beamed.

"You remember the one that went straight into the backboard," she countered, her smile widening. "I do remember you being very dramatic, though."