Standing in front of the vending machine, Brandon tapped the panel, and with a soft clunk, an apple juice dropped into the tray.
He bent down, grabbed it, and twisted the cap open before taking a calm sip.
Beside him, Elena waited for her own drink and a bit later pulled the iced coffee out with a grin, already shaking it excitedly.
Brandon wrapped his hand loosely around her shoulder, pulling her close in that casual, familiar way he always did.
Elena accepted it, leaning slightly into him as they stepped outside the building.
The campus was bright, and everyone was buzzing with the pre-tournament excitement.
After a few quiet steps, Elena glanced up at him and poked his side lightly "We are not even training, just chilling," she complained, taking a loud sip of iced coffee.
Brandon chuckled, taking another drink of apple juice "Don't worry," he said, brushing his thumb along her shoulder. "We can win easily against other first years."
