Denied By My Crush

But it's just me on the court by myself. The court's like a good, I don't know, 3-minute walk from the house and it's part— it's on the property. Great. And it's just me playing by myself and I like give myself a lob to like smack on the glass, like right behind me, like really fucking hard. And at the same moment I smack, I don't, I don't see who's behind me, but he's walking. The same house owner is walking right by the house or right by the, right by the glass. And the ball lands like on the other side of the glass, but like directly in his face. And he like, whoa, he like literally falls back. Like terrified because it came right at his face. And he looks at me and just starts cracking up. He's like, this fucking guy again. So that was the worst impression within 10 hours of this Spanish man who was so gracious to rent the house out to this brand. Um, but yeah, other than that, we went to the club once.