[Manchester, Same Evening]
Sofia stepped out of the bathroom, still rubbing a towel through her hair while the steam followed her into the bedroom.
Mia was sprawled on Sofia's bed with her legs crossed, scrolling through something she clearly wasn't paying attention to.
"Didn't Leo have a game today?" Sofia asked as she worked the towel down to the ends of her hair.
Mia blinked, then lifted her head a little.
"Oh my god… he did."
Both of them froze for a second before scrambling for their phones.
Mia practically rolled off the bed trying to find hers, while Sofia unlocked hers with wet fingers that kept slipping.
Mia was the first to speak.
"They won." She said it slowly, almost in disbelief.
Sofia leaned closer to her own screen.
"Looks like he scored the winner too."
That silenced both of them as the excitement died a little under the weight of guilt settling in.
