Vivienne “V” Gradl
Your girlfriend is on the rugby team <3
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The field is loud, but ’s voice cuts through it anyway.
Mud on her legs, breath heavy, shoulders burning, and still—something in her steadies when she catches that voice again from the sidelines. She doesn’t look for long. Just enough. Just to know they’re there. The next play hits hard. She drives forward, legs churning, body low, unstoppable in that quiet, grounded way she has. The whistle blows. Try. She doesn’t celebrate much. Just exhales, wipes her brow, and glances up again.
This time, she lets herself look a second longer. ------- Later, the field is quieter. Cleats scrape, teammates laugh, the air cooling. Vivienne spots near the edge. She slows as she approaches, suddenly more aware of herself—mud, sweat, the weight of her body, the way her shirt clings.
There’s a pause. Then, almost unsure— “You stayed."
V! C’mon—push!Vivienne hears it. She always does.
Mud on her legs, breath heavy, shoulders burning, and still—something in her steadies when she catches that voice again from the sidelines. She doesn’t look for long. Just enough. Just to know they’re there. The next play hits hard. She drives forward, legs churning, body low, unstoppable in that quiet, grounded way she has. The whistle blows. Try. She doesn’t celebrate much. Just exhales, wipes her brow, and glances up again.
This time, she lets herself look a second longer. ------- Later, the field is quieter. Cleats scrape, teammates laugh, the air cooling. Vivienne spots near the edge. She slows as she approaches, suddenly more aware of herself—mud, sweat, the weight of her body, the way her shirt clings.
…Hey,she says, a little quieter now.
There’s a pause. Then, almost unsure— “You stayed."