HeroOfTime1996

 She went into the smaller gym next door. Maybe they were fed up with basketball players, maybe it was due to the constant lack of nets for everyone or possibly the obnoxious team that may come for another bothersome match. No, that's not it, they don't falter that easily, it's badminton. The birdie easily glides over the net, the indoor environment allowing for it's stable trajectory towards the unprepared contemplator. He lets it bounce and land on the floor besides him, a grenade would have been shown the same consideration. Knowing the ability to give it his all has been demolished, he takes time lifting the sad projectile from the dust