Christmas Day at Chase Stadium

“Here you go, that’s $110 dollars thank you,” the young man at the Golden State Warriors merchandise store said.

Jesus Christ, he thought to himself. What the hell was he doing. 110 dollars for a Steph Curry away Warriors jersey. Mark certainly didn’t want to pay that much for it but he had told Ali that he was a big basketball fan so he wanted to look the part.

Mark put on the jersey over his jumper and made his way to the part of the stadium he was meeting up with Ali and Miranda.

Seeing the different sorts of Christmas decorations set up inside the stadium, Mark started to think about how weird it was for him not to be spending Christmas lunch with his family. Not that he didn’t want to be here with the girls, it was just that he found it quite different.

Spotting the girls next to the food stand, Mark made his way over to them. Both smiled and gave him a wave as he approached. They wore Warriors jerseys just like him, Ali over the top of other clothing and Miranda over nothing but a bra. There was something about it that made them look desirable, he couldn’t explain it.

Miranda’s large chest was prominent, he wouldn’t mind getting to explore that again one more time.

“Mark! How have you been??” Miranda said, giving him the first hug. Her breasts pressing against him was something he had missed quite a lot.

“Hey girls, great to see you both,” he said, giving Ali a hug as well.

“Okay, surely we’re all drinking,” Miranda quickly said. She got on her tippy toes, putting her hands behind her back while pressing her tits out further. Giving him big puppy dog eyes, she asked him for a favour, “Since you’re such a gentleman, maybe you could do the first shout?”

“Alright, you girls find yourself a seat and I’ll grab some drinks,” he said, wanting to make a good impression with the two of them.

“Perfect, we’ll see you again in a minute,” Ali said before the two girls made their way into the stadium seating area.

As Mark watched them walk away, he noticed his tag was still hanging off his jumper. He very quickly grabbed the tag of the jersey, yanking it off.

“Shit I hope they didn’t see that,” he mumbled to himself.