Training slipped back into Leo's routine without much ceremony.
His day off was done with, and it was back to preparing for the last game of the year.
Dawson's voice cut through the cold air with its usual sharpness, though this time, a bit more eagerly, while Nolan, behind him, grinned wryly, knowing a tough time that the players were in for.
Leo moved through it all on instinct.
Press, pass, recover.
It was not bad, not great either.
Just a so-so day.
By the time he got back to his apartment, his legs felt heavy and his head even more so.
He had just dropped his bag by the door when his phone started buzzing across the counter.
Mia.
He stared at the screen for a second before answering. "What do you want?"
"Oh wow," Mia said immediately. "Not even hello. Sofia was right, you've changed."
From somewhere in the background, Sofia laughed.
Loudly and on purpose, while Leo pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Put her on speaker if you're going to whisper like that."
