Hi everybody! Time for an additional update on my gonewild series (I honestly didn’t though it would go that far when I started writing!) If you haven’t read the first five (!!!) parts ([here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xa7clt/ffgroup_beach_volleyball_tournament/), [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xjkxnu/ffm_beach_volleyball_tournament_followup/), [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xqmbl2/ff_beach_volleyball_tournament_followup_2/) [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/z8ld0l/ff_beach_volleyball_tournament_followup_3/) and [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zkbss8/ffm_beach_volleyball_tournament_followup_4/)), you should.
So at the beginning of November, I arrived a bit early at one of our volleyball practices and Jennifer, my partner, was already there. We started to stretch together as we were waiting for our coach.
I felt she was a bit nervous. A few innocent questions, then she asked the one she probably wanted to ask me from the beginning: “For the tournament. Are we all going to share only *one* room like last time?” I answered, “Maybe. Why do you ask?”
She didn’t know what to answer. And I completed: “Is it because about what happened last time?” And she answered: “Yeah… I know we haven’t talked about it since last time… But do you have any regret about it?” I replaced my hairs, tied them. And I answered: “Honestly. No. I really enjoyed it. I had a great time.” I took a pause and added: “I’d do it again. How about you?”