location: local park for: @rangerlucassinclairx
a breeze ruffled steve's hair, making him drag his fingers back through sweaty strands. he was in the middle of practicing with his favorite basketball player, grinning as he gripped the ball in his hands. "ready, sinclair?" he challenged him to approach again, to practice blocking him as he moved forward to dribble and shoot another basket. they had already been at it for an hour, but the kid was better than he gave himself credit for, so steve was getting more of a workout than he had expected. he had been to lucas' games, but he was still doing his share of keeping the bench warm. steve remembered what that felt like when he had been a freshman before he proved his skill and reputation. everyone had to start somewhere.
