Joan smiles at that, remembering that he played basketball. She wonders idly how much Ted knew about American football when he started coaching. Probably more than soccer, considering a sports fan in the USA can hardly avoid it, but still.
Joan finishes her own sandwich, crumples her wrapper, looks at the can...then puts her wrapper down. "Yeah, no," she says with a smile.
Instead she carefully lies down, putting her head on Ted's lap, and smiles up at him.
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Date: 2021-09-25 04:26 am (UTC)Joan finishes her own sandwich, crumples her wrapper, looks at the can...then puts her wrapper down. "Yeah, no," she says with a smile.
Instead she carefully lies down, putting her head on Ted's lap, and smiles up at him.