Watching Crystal's soccer game.

You watch Crystal take you to one of the nicest parks in the region, which is where her game is taking place. Walking with her, you exchange small talk with her, and she smiles, as she removes her jacket to reveal her soccer shirt, with the number "18" on the back, and then she opens her bag, pulling out her shin guards, which she then slides inside her soccer socks. Her soccer cleats are next, and she slips off her sandals, and starts to lace them up.

"So which position do you play?" You ask her, as she finishes lacing up the cleats, and then she starts to stretch her limbs, getting loose.

"I play midfield, Eric." Crystal looks up to you, smiling, as she puts her sandals in her bag, and pulls out a bottle of water, then closes it. "Both of my parents used to play soccer in their days, which was a rarity because there were not many amateur leagues like there is today. So naturally, I inherited their love for the sport."

"Are there any soccer clubs you like following?" You ask her next.

"Plenty of them, in various parts of the world." Crystal smiles up to you. "Santos in Mexico, Corinthians in Brazil , Real Madrid, Juventus, and Man U."

You continue to talk with her as she gets ready, then you find a spot in the bleachers, to watch her warm up with her teammates, and then play. As you watch her play, you can see how talented of an amateur player she is, from the way she dribbles the soccer ball, to how she passes it, or directs her teammates to the situation in the game, or even how she works to precisely place her shots. Regardless of the final score, you can see how much she enjoys the game, and you walk back to her, as she puts her shin guards and cleats back in her bag, putting her deodorizing balls inside the soles, and then sips some more water. After she hugged her teammates and said her goodbyes, you walk with her back to her SUV. More small talk and your thoughts on her game follow, and when you arrive home, she looks to you.

"I hope you had a good time watching me play, Eric." She looks to you, giving you a smile.

"Yes, I did." You tell her. "Of all the things I typically do, whether it is working at the shop, or visiting the clubs, spending time like this is a welcome change of pace."

"I'm glad I could help." Crystal smiles, and she leans over, kissing your cheek. "I hope to see you at the club real soon, Eric."

With that, you say your goodnight to her, and watch her head out, before you return to your apartment home.