@howverytm said : of all the hometown heroes i'd never want to see again in my life wally clark isn't the last person on my list. that doesn't stop me from saying "what the fuck are you doing here?" with more incredulously than i should before i can stop myself though. harvard crimsons are a decent team from what i understand about football &. wally clark hasn't given up his jock ways. despite the fact they almost killed him.
wally's got the jitters — same as he's had before every game since he got back on his feet. he's supposed to have started making his way to the locker room but he's been wandering the campus instead, wasting time looking at the buildings, people watching, watching the ebb and flow of students — and life — teeming around him.
❝ oh, shit — veronica? ❞ wally grins as he recognizes her, hands slipping into his jacket pockets. he'd missed out on most of the drama of their senior year, considering he'd been taken out of commission at homecoming, but he's always had an easy smile for familiar faces and old friends. ❝ don't tell me you go here? ❞
