Page 175 of Waiting Game

Liam: You won the Cup yet?

I snort. “Burn.”

“Little punk deserved it.”

Liam: You know we’re gonna get the Holy Grail

Matt: No guarantee that you will…

Liam: No guarantee that YOU will if your meniscus’s fucked

Cole: Don’t be a dipshit, Matt. You know you want to come

Matt: Says who?

Liam: Gracie’ll look after you

Liam: She’ll make sure you get the right treatment and she’ll keep the coach off your back

Matt: You think she would?

Cole: Dude, it’s Gracie!

Cole: Of course she would.

Matt: I’m not averse to the idea

Cole: Look at you using fancy words.

Matt: Jerk-off

Cole: :P It’s like you know me or something

Liam: Shall I bring this up with Gracie, then? I didn’t want to say anything because you’re right, we’re at the upper limits of our salary cap

Cole: It’s weird how much of the backend of the business you know

Liam: Perks of being with the GM. Means I get to see a lot of behind-the-scenes’ shit

Cole: Shit that you’re not usually interested in…

Liam: Nah, I’m interested in the Stars.

Cole: Why?

Matt: Duh. Because Gracie’s managing it. Don’t you know that you’re supposed to take an interest in your partner’s work, Cole?

Matt: Maybe this explains why you’re still single

Liam: I thought it was the hot pink pants lol

Matt: Those too

Cole: My hot pink pants are perfect

Matt: Say that ten times without stuttering

Cole: Like you’ve had any major relationships anyway, pretty boy

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