((OOC: Sorry I've been AWOL...))<br/><br/><strong>"God damn it Jeff, shut the fuck up."</strong><br/><br/>Jeff startled out of his conversation, turning to face Mike with a shocked look... and then turning back to notice his "target" had disappeared.  He gave one more, angry glance in Mike's direction and then vanished into the crowd.<br/><br/>Mike and Olivia's public display drew no small amount of catcalls and jeering cheers, but it also drew honest applause from Mike's friends and teammates who happened to be nearby.  Perhaps the most heartfelt came from Shawn English, a good friend whom Mike knew had been utterly distraught by the breakup.  Now, Shawn was glowing with happiness. He'd always said the Golden Boy hadn't been the same since his breakup with Olivia - who the team had taken to calling Red Alert after the moods she tended to put Mike in since the breakup.<br/><br/>As everyone else dispersed, Shawn made his way over to the pair, still beaming a smile as he clapped Mike on the shoulder.  "Man, it is so good to see you two have made up."  With mock seriousness he said, "You don't know what it's been like, Olivia.  Maybe now Golden Boy won't run me into the ground so hard at practice.  Maybe I can actually leave with all my limbs intact!"  Laughing good naturedly, he congratulated the two again.  Then, as he was about to head for class he seemed to suddenly remember something.  "Oh, hey, you know Weed Girl?  Esther?  Well don't ask me why but she was looking for you two.  Said something about a class project you've been working on, and that she wouldn't be able to meet up with you guys and talk about it for a little while?  I dunno, she seemed kinda distracted.  Anyway, I'm just the messenger.  I'll catch you at pratice, yeah Mike?"