Page 23 of Untying the Knot
Ryot.Bisley.Balls:Hey, did you see my post today? *Wiggles eyebrows*
DrinkWithMe:You know, I have better things to do with my life than hound your Instagram profile.
Ryot.Bisley.Balls:Could have fooled me.
DrinkWithMe:Feeling spicy today, I see.
Ryot.Bisley.Balls:Just trying to keep up with you. Now go check my feed.
DrinkWithMe:A photo of you lifting weights. Is that supposed to impress me?
Ryot.Bisley.Balls:Do you see the muscles? Isn’t that what people call a thirst trap?
DrinkWithMe:Ahh, I see what’s going on. You’re trying to garner an audience by sexualizing yourself.
Ryot.Bisley.Balls:Do you think it’s working?
DrinkWithMe:Well, I stared at it for longer than I care to admit.
Ryot.Bisley.Balls:Then my job here is done.
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DrinkWithMe:I heard some women talking about you today at the restaurant I work at. One of them claimed that you were going home with her tonight after she flashed you her boobs while you were on the field. So I have two questions. Did someone flash their boobs at you? And did you take her home? An immediate response is required.
Ryot.Bisley.Balls:If someone did flash me their tits, I didn’t notice. I’m currently alone in my townhome while Banner is out at the bars. If anyone is bringing someone home, it’s him.
DrinkWithMe:Oh, that’s a huge letdown. I was hoping for a good story. That girl was all talk.
Ryot.Bisley.Balls:Yeah, I’m disappointed too. Seems like, in her fantasy, it could have been a good night.
DrinkWithMe:So why aren’t you out at the bar with Banner?
Ryot.Bisley.Balls:Tired as shit.
DrinkWithMe:Because of the baseball?
Ryot.Bisley.Balls:Yeah, because of *the* baseball. I’m vying for a spot in the Majors right now, so I’m pushing myself harder than ever before. Don’t really have time for hanging out at the bar.
DrinkWithMe:Majors being . . .
Ryot.Bisley.Balls:Professional. Major League. The Studmuffins are the Triple-A team for the Chicago Bobbies. I was hoping to make the roster after spring training, but unfortunately, I didn’t. They noticed me, though. Right now, the third baseman for the Bobbies has been there for a few years. He’s pretty good but on the older side.
DrinkWithMe:So what you’re saying is you’re one pulled hamstring away from going pro?
Ryot.Bisley.Balls:Yeah, pretty much.
DrinkWithMe:Then I shall hope for tight hamstrings.
Ryot.Bisley.Balls:That might be the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me.
DrinkWithMe:You’re making me soft.
Ryot.Bisley.Balls:Good thing YOU’RE not making ME soft.
DrinkWithMe:Would you look at us . . . things are starting to get frisky.
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