"We need to work on sticking the landings. And getting the fliers higher. And sharpening our hits." Bucky listed. As he and the Aceys finished their lunch. Lacey rolled her eyes.
"It's our day off, Bucky. You need to relax." She tried to settle him down. Bucky made a dramatic motion with his hand to tell her to 'zip it'.
"To reach the top of perfection we don't have days off! I can't believe I let you three convince me to give the squad a rest day." He grumbled as he picked at his salad with his fork.
"Believe it or not, your muscles need short periods of time to rebuild after a rough workout. Which yesterday was pretty intense with all the tumbling." Lacey continued pointedly. Stacey and Tracey has ignored their entire conversation as the gossiped so they were no use to drive her point home.
It was Bucky's turn to roll his eyes. Just replying with a 'whatever'.
"How do I even put up with you?" Lacey sighed in aggravation.