Sebastian tried to catch the pillow, but it sort of hit him in the chest and then got trapped by his arms. So, in a way, he had caught it. He smiled despite the clear lack of coordination. He didn't play any sports.
"Then how will he be fast enough?" He asked, hugging the pillow. He'd almost forgotten it wasn't as clean as he preferred.
It counted as a catch, as far as Casey was concerned. How old was this kid anyways? Still single-digits, that was certain. Coming to a stop by Sebastian, leaning against his hockey stick and smiling back. "No clue. Mikey can be pretty fast when he wants to be, so we'll see. He's also kind of off-the-wall, compared to his bros. It'll be interesting."
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Date: 2015-09-26 03:09 am (UTC)"Then how will he be fast enough?" He asked, hugging the pillow. He'd almost forgotten it wasn't as clean as he preferred.
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Date: 2015-09-26 03:16 am (UTC)