Audrey took a deep breath, "It's really quiet here, nice."
"Let's go."
Walking along the street, Audrey occasionally stopped in front of shops, selecting mostly toys, especially ones suitable for little boys.
Before long, Clive was holding a large bag in his hand, and he leaned in close to her ear, dissatisfied, asking, "Won't you buy something for me?"
She left a kiss on his cheek, saying, "You only need me."
He felt somewhat smug, and his heart softened. He returned a kiss on her cheek.
"Hey, listen, what's that sound?" Audrey asked.
He tilted his ear to listen, saying, "It sounds like a ball game or something similar."
"There's a match here?"
The owner of a small shop nearby said, "It's Paul and the others playing, classical football."
Classical football?
It was Audrey's first time hearing about it, and she frowned at Clive.
Clive said, "It's a unique local folk game here, similar to a blend of football and rugby."
