Chapter 201: Late Night Talk
The bus rolled quietly into Crawley just after midnight.
The ride had been peaceful full of soft singing, tired smiles, and the kind of silence that only comes after something big.
A hard-earned victory.
A night they wouldn't forget.
The players stepped off one by one, bags over their shoulders, tired but happy.
Max gave a thumbs-up as he got into a waiting car. Jamal smiled and gave Niels a quick fist bump before walking away.
Even Keiron, who usually kept to himself, gave a quiet nod of respect.
The rest of the team followed, heading off in ones and twos.
Some left with family, others walked alone into the night.
There were quiet goodbyes, quick hugs, a few more fist bumps.
And then the lot was empty.
The noise faded. The lights of the bus blinked off.
But Niels stayed where he was, hands in his pockets, looking up at the sky.
It was cloudy. The kind of night that made you think.
