Page 196 of Waiting Game

Hanna: And why are none of you wearing neck guards?!

Liam: We kinda play a rough sport, Hanna, lol. It comes with the territory. Not that stomach flu has anything to do with hockey o.O

Hanna: I heard about that boy puncturing his lung

Liam: Gagné isn’t a boy

Gracie: No, he’s definitely not, and I need him off the LTIR stat. He’s recuperating but I need him out of convalescence and on the ice, dammit.

Kow: Look at you bringing out all the big words.

Gracie: Here’s one: DICTIONARY

Gracie: Some even come with pictures, Kow, so you can figure out what a word means.

Kow: Actually, I was gonna say that you’re talking like a GM.

Gracie: Huh?

Liam: What?

Cole: Really?!

Matt: o.O

Gray: :O

Kow: For fuck’s sake, I can be nice.

Trent: What do you want?

Cole: There’s always a catch with you, bro

Kow: Man, you’re going to give me a complex

Fryd: You big boy now. No time for complex

Kow: You can have a complex at any age, Dad

Fryd: You too old

Kow: I’m not!

Liam: Do you want to see my shrink, lol?

Liam: He’s starting to specialize in hockey players

Noah: Huh?

Liam: NVM

Gracie: I’m sorry that I jumped down your throat

Kow: It’s okay. I’m starting to see that I’ve been more of a dick than I thought

Liam: Meaning you meant to be a dick, just not as big of one as you were?

Kow: Something like that

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