Michal let out a long sigh, pressing his idly lounged hand to his face. Yes, head therapy, as he fondly referred to it, was tonight (every Monday and Thursday!), which was why he was here. Michal had yet to legitimately attend a session, and therefore sought to keep it that way by taking to retreating to the stadium during said times. Was it a coincidence that he decided to take his nighttime naps at the same time that his sister and Seth assumed he was off "getting better?" Absolutely. How else could a proper cover work?
Vinny better not tattle on him. A lone eye popped open to stare at his teammate, and Michal shifted, irritated, on the couch. What exactly was his teammate doing here anyway? What was he training for? Michal had specifically chosen the stadium as a retreat because it was usually empty between the end of the season and the beginning of World Cup practices. There was no reason for anyone to be here, really.
He frowned, and opened his other eye for a proper look at his watch, still feeling Vinny's gaze on him.
"Only for about six more minutes," he shrugged, noting the time. In about twenty, his sister would be expecting him to arrive home. He really didn't want to go there either. Michal let out another sigh, and rolled his eyes to look at Vinny fully in his reclined position. "Why are you here?"
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