The boys arrived at their hotel, all in dejected moods. They didn't even speak as they went to their respective rooms.
Jimmy flung the door open, grumbling as he stomped in. He dropped his gym bag by the door and plopped onto his bed, arms splayed out, letting out a loud groan.
Max, who had just finished untying his sneakers, looked over from the edge of his bed with a raised brow. "At least change out of your uniform first," Max said.
"What for?" Jimmy shot back, turning his head to glare at Max. "I didn't sweat. Didn't even play. Heh."
Max chuckled, leaning back on his elbows with a smirk. "I played," he boasted.
"For a few minutes," Jimmy deadpanned, rolling his eyes as he kicked his shoes off lazily. "You're acting like you dropped 30 points or something. It's so annoying having roommates."
