Even though Omari had the night of his life, sleeping in a very soft bed, it wasn't without paying a difficult price. For some reason, Jurg decided that a time where he was injured and couldn't move without assistance was the best time to try and bond with him.
While Omari didn't have a problem with his coach trying to bond with him, he was getting more and more uncomfortable due to the questions Jurg was asking.
"So... How's school?" Jurg asked. He laid on the couch with his legs aloft. He had an interested look on his face as he asked Omari the question.
"Uhh... school's fine, I guess" Omari would've scratched the back of his head due to the awkward atmosphere. Unfortunately right now, he couldn't do anything but lean back on the bed and answer the questions that he was being asked.
