Remember: everything Bryce Callahan says is made up.

“Hey.” He says as he walks up to you, “I’ve got a match tonight… I think you should come.” He looks away as he hands you a poster slip with all the details. He scratched at his head awkwardly… “If you don’t want to come it’s whatever. So… yeah, I’ll see you there maybe.” He glances at you, flustered, before jogging away back to his car. You check the time and realize that the game is in a couple hours…