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season opener

someone mentioned that a throw-away line that I used in another chapter sounded like a good story...so here we are. don't bring it up because i'm already 😬🥲 , kbye! 😅

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Seasons change. This is an inevitable fact of life and science. That fact still didn't help the mix of irritation and sadness that Olivia felt whenever summer started to wind down into fall. The change always meant Spencer's season started up again and their time together was going to now get cut short or not occur as frequently as she would like. It was something she had always dealt with but it never got easier. She missed him when he left and the current speed of their life didn't help matters. These feelings were only being intensified by her current state of writer's block at work.

For Olivia, writing came easily most of the time and specifically when the topics were important to her. For her most recent piece, deciding that it would be nice to get back to the roots of where her human interests stories began, the topic came pretty easily. She was trying to write about gentrification patterns in the Southern California area. Specifically, Crenshaw and how it was affecting underserved communities. Picking that area came naturally since she had grown a liking to the area and had friends from there. Her choice had nothing to do with it being her husband's hometown. Nothing at all.

But right now, that connection wasn't helping the creative juices and frustration was starting to build. Sitting in her cubicle, spinning in her chair to try and will the words to come out, her mind couldn't help but wander to thoughts of her husband and how the past 36 hours had sucked with him away. The team was away for the weekend due to the season opener being an away game and it was miserable. Though they had thoroughly prepared (multiple times and places), she still felt frustrated and missed him.

A few more minutes passed of Olivia continuing to spin aimlessly, until she settled on her next course of action. The obvious choice was to blow off work for the day and fly to Spencer. Now, would work have to wait as the anxiety about self-induced deadlines increased? Yes. Would the emptiness and more importantly, the sexual frustration she felt from not being with Spencer decrease? Also yes.

She had her priorities after all.

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Booking the flight was simple but maneuvering around the hotel situation was a little more complicated. In order to not tip off the team or more importantly, Spencer, she had to book a separate room and send sporadic texts throughout the day to not tip him off. As soon as she landed she knew that the plan had to be put in motion a little bit more strictly. No matter how much she wanted to end it sooner as the thoughts of what was to come took over her brain. With that on her mind, she decided to make her final call before the surprise happened.

"Hey" she said, barely able to mask her giddiness.

"What's up, baby? How's the article coming along?" he asked. Just like him to think about her and check in on how she's doing despite having something important going on for him. She couldn't wipe the smile off of her face.

"It's going alright. Running into a bit of creative block but nothing I can't work through. I think I'm gonna head home early though. Just relax and cheer you on from a more comfy position. I miss you."

"I miss you too. And hey, I got faith in you. I know you'll come up with something great. I gotta get going though, we're heading into the stadium but I'll call you after. I love you." he said, clearly distracted by the noise of the team bus.

"I love you too" she ended the call and placed her phone in her pocket before unlocking the door to the suite she had gotten access to after a slight name drop. Being the wife of an NFL player had its perks in certain moments.