Flea Flicker 1

As Jeremy gets home, he turns on the heater to the pool. He got the patio set up and food prepped. A text comes saying that they just left the locker room and going to get ready and would be over there in about an hour, as Alicia took an eternity to get cleaned up from practice.

Speaking of taking an eternity, back at the Outlaws’ locker room, the girls were more than ready for a night out. Well, most of them, anyway.

“Holy tap dancing, Christ Alicia, can you be any slower!” Heather moaned, slinging her bag over one shoulder. Alexandra wasn’t fairing much better for the wait. The redhead, having already given up on standing altogether, was lying on a bench using her bag as a pillow and playing some puzzle game on her phone.

“Good luck with that, “ Alexandra said, yawning, “She’s like watching grass grow.”

“I heard that!” Alicia shouted from the showers.

Heather shook her head, “Well, hear this! If you don’t move it, we will leave you! Step it up, princess! Knees to chest!”

Suddenly