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[/center][indent][indent][hr][hr][/indent][/indent][indent][indent]He always got a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach whenever he touched down in the Sunshine State, much like the one he got over thirteen years ago when he was doing so for the very first time. Andre had made many wonderful memories during his time in Florida; It was there that he'd found love, made lifelong friends, earned his degree, and even started his basketball career. But there was just something about disembarking the plane and walking through the Palm Beach International Airport that always reminded him of when he was that scared thirteen year old boy who'd just lost his parents. It reminded him that aside from his sister, the only living family member he had was a man that he hardly knew... a man who'd only taken him in because he felt indebted to his older brother. Maybe that was why he was so excited about attending the reunion; Andre was ready to see his high school family once more because, at one point, it felt as though they were the only family he had.

After taking a Lyft to his former home and transferring his things to one of his cars, Andre began the three hour long journey to Key West. He'd arrived in just enough time to spot a few familiar faces, though he decided against trying to approach anyone just yet. He figured that, much like himself, everyone would be too tired to socialize. As Andre strolled towards the front desk, luggage in tow, all he could think about was taking a long, scorching hot shower and a much needed nap before the evening festivities. [color=#A63120]"Checking in. I'm here for the King's Academy reunion,"[/color] he said, flashing his usual charming grin at the young woman that stood behind the counter. [color=#A63120]"The room should be under-"[/color]

[color=gray][i]"Andre Martin!"[/i][/color] The young woman blurted before he could finish. Her face turned bright red afterwards, however, as she continued on to press a few buttons on her computer. [color=gray]"Sorry... my uh, dad is really into the whole basketball thing. I watch it with him sometimes when he's hogging the living room TV. I never really understand much but I guess I picked up on a few things."[/color]

After exchanging a few more words with the desk clerk, Andre was given the key to room 106 and pointed in the right direction. And as soon as the door closed behind him, he began to strip. He took a ten minute shower, the water slowly warming his body and soothing the ache that clawed at his limbs from hours of workouts and practice. The steam from the scorching hot water was thick and clouded the bathroom as Dre scrubbed, slowly starting to come back to life. It wasn't until after he'd lotioned up and thrown on a pair of shorts that he shot a few quick texts to Brent and Alex, letting them know that he'd arrived. He fell asleep before he could read his friends' responses.
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