Stumbling away from Alaric, Gabriel ran his hands through his hair in a vain attempt at fixing the damage. But it was too late. The gel was already all crunched up and it was a lost cause, but at least he'd messed up Alaric's hair, too. Hah.
"Yeah, sure, I'm sure you will. You'll beat me so good. With pure skill alone. Uh huh, yep," he said with a grin, giving Alaric's shoulder a playful push as he took a seat next to him. He quickly changed into his own shoes. "Guess we'll just have to see next month, eh?"
[End thread? :3]