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A couple days have passed since my whole apology extravaganza, and despite the fact that Yasmin was trying to act like everything was all normal, the energy in the house felt otherwise. Normally, I'd be the first person to cave in and fish out an apology, but in this certain situation, I had nothing to apologize for. The fuck was I going to say?
Sorry I planned this cute romantic dinner that you mistook for a proposal?
I was glad that practice had picked up as we approached the finals because that meant that I spent more time at the gym and less time at home around Yasmin's irritable self. It kinda sucked that I felt that way because for one, we had never been through a rough patch like this, and because too, I actually loved Yasmin and anytime she was hurting it hurt me. As much as I wanted to dwell on the situation until I got in my feelings, I knew better than to let outside factors come in between me and the game. With that being said, no matter what the circumstances were in my living situation, the moment I touched the court I had to be in a good mood for the sake of the team.
Today, practice had started a bit earlier than usual which meant that we ended earlier as well. Today was the day that I meeting with Sage for our lunch to discuss our plans and programs regarding the wedding festivities. To be honest, I hadn't let Yasmin know that was going down. It just didn't seem like the right place and time, and based off of Yasmin's last meeting with Sage I had a strong feeling that she was going to try to either cancel the lunch, or tag along. Personally, if things were better within the household I wouldn't have cared if Yasmin tagged around for lunch. But who's to know that she wouldn't use this lunch date as an excuse to take out her anger on Sage?
But until our lunch plans, I was heading over to Jonathan's crib where me, alongside some of my other teammates were gonna hang out and play the game for a bit. One thing I loved about the Lakers is how close our team was. Back in New York, it was very clique-y, and it was obvious based on who left the locker room with who. Of course, there were issues here and there, but to be honest, our team was probably the closest team I've ever been on. Somebody was always hosting game nights at their crib. I too, had been a host a couple of times, but everyone enjoyed it when the non-taken players hosted the game nights because no one had to worry about a girlfriend, a wife, or a partner. Jonathan was recently single, and I figured him hosting today was his huge announcement to the team.
Jonathan liked the type of girls that your typical athlete liked; white or light skinned with a fat ass. He wasn't one to yell his preference to whoever asked him, but his the rap sheet that he had accumulated over the course of the last three/four years he was in the league proved otherwise. His last girlfriend was probably his most accomplished one. I mean, there was nothing wrong with a good IG model, but in LA hearing that title got so redundant. If I had took a shot everytime I heard that phrase thrown around, I would've been an alcoholic by now. Jonathan, somehow, managed to bag Kendall Jenner. The two were an...odd pair if you ask me. I had only seen the two of them interact a handful of times, and Jonathan was a very lively person whereas Kendall was moreso on the bland side.
