Kuroo clicked his tongue, eyes following the volleyball as it ricocheted off the polished floor before flying out the gym door. He glanced over at his teammates, watching as the rest of them also watched the ball escape from them, their eyes locking in on its position, but their feet staying glued to the floor. A complete thirty seconds passed without anyone volunteering to run after the ball. Sighing to himself, he took the first step towards the exit, telling his team that he would retrieve the runaway sport equipment while they continued practicing. Making his way out the door, his eyes scanned the surrounding area in search for the volley
[Name] was particularly happy with her new flat; new, spacious, with large balcony doors that allowed lots of sunlight to infiltrate her private space. Even the location was ideal: inside a small courtyard, away from the noise of the streets and yet close to all necessary amenities.
She sighed contently as she sat on her bed, ready for an evening of relaxation after a really long day. It had been quite some time since she had moved in, but with her demanding job and keeping up with her social life, she hadn’t really had the time to furnish the flat. She didn’t even have curtains. Not that she really cared.
Her fingers ran to the