[hr][right][sup]Monday — Morning — Athletic Field[/sup][/right]
Kat didn't need to knock himself out. The sudden attention just about did that for him. It was mostly negative, or at least abrasive, but he stood his ground, for just about long enough. Chester's execution grated on him, but he was more than grateful for his presence. When his 'thanks' went a-mumbled and unheard, Kat raised a fist, which Chester bumped instinctively.

"You lost your phone," he said, spinning it out of his pocket. That seemed to be the only reason he was here, until now.

Kat had never spoken to either of the boys, but he knew they included one Seong, a smug fellow who complained a lot about sportsball for someone that good at it. The other seemed to be his tagalong. Well, the more the merrier.

[color=fdc68a]"Are you coming?"[/color] he asked the forlorn girl. Seong, who had a rain jacket, seemed content to stand around 'til whenever. Chester was already over the fence, and halfway across the road. [color=fdc68a]"You should come. We're going to get some rain gear. It's only going to get worse."[/color] He looked across to Chester, who was waiting under a sparse tree. [color=fdc68a]"Or you could go inside,"[/color] he said, hoping she wouldn't. But it was her choice to make, in the end, and better than standing around.

Seong's friend had eloped roadwards. Kat ducked away to the fence. Seong gave him a friendly shove on the butt when his arms were too skinny to throw himself over the wire the way Chester had. Thanks, Seong.