CONNOR: How was your week?
EDEN: We started training camp, so I basically spent the last five days sucking down water in between drills and scrimmages.
CONNOR: Sounds familiar.
EDEN: You don’t miss it?
CONNOR: Not that part, no.
CONNOR: Plus I’ve been hiking almost every day. I’m a hiker now. [sends pic of himself in a bandanna, glasses, sleeveless shirt, and running shorts with hills in the background]
EDEN: Hawt.
CONNOR: Hardly.
EDEN: Fishing for more compliments?
CONNOR: What? Nah…
EDEN: Don’t go sliding into another girl’s DM with that thirst trap photo, okay?
CONNOR: I’m not sliding into any other DMs, period.
EDEN: Well, thank you for making the time for me, then. :)
CONNOR: Now you’ve got me into a routine, so let’s not break it.
EDEN: Until you’re back here and we can actually hang in person.
CONNOR: Until then.
THE FOLLOWING SATURDAY
EDEN: Guess what?
CONNOR: What?
EDEN: Sorry, didn’t mean to be so abrupt. I’ve been waiting for two days to tell you this.
CONNOR: You can write me other than Saturdays.
EDEN: Noted.
CONNOR: You’re a rule follower.
CONNOR: Sorry, what happened?
EDEN: I got invited to the next U23 training camp!
EDEN: Fifth in a row…
CONNOR: Incredible.
CONNOR: You’re going to play in the World Cup one day.
EDEN: :) There are too many good strikers for me to make the senior team for the next one, but my time will come if I decide to keep playing.
CONNOR: Yeah, I mean most of the senior team players are in their mid-20s. Or older.