Page 12 of Who's Playing You
I didn’t get what the big deal was. Do your fucking jobs and this was all as easy as pie.
Before long, all of those guys would see that too. And then I’d have their blind trust.
So I wasn’t sweating over the lack of a big welcome, let alone a warm welcome. It was fine. I wasn’t here for that.
I looked down to the side table and saw my phone was lighting up. I picked it up and opened it, only to notice that our Trickie Nicky group chat was blowing up from my brothers.
Trickie Nickies
The Love Machine:
I hope you assholes are sweating your balls off just like I am. Texas in August is hotter than the Devil’s anus! FML!
The Holy One:
The Carolinas aren’t much better. It’s so fucking humid here, I can’t tell if I’m taking a piss or if my dick is just sweating along with the rest of my body. I think I might die. This makes it suck even harder that we didn’t go to San Fran… but I can’t complain over my signing bonus though. Holy fuck! That thing had a lot of zeroes!
The Love Machine:
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Keep rubbing it in. Just because you went a couple of places ahead of me and scored some extra loot, doesn’t make you the better receiver, asshole. Just remember that. We all know what time it is when I get on that field!
The Holy One:
I only speak the truth. A lot of zeroes. That’s what I’m saying. … Besides, you know what that money will do for me.
The Love Machine:
For all of us, man. We’re in this together. Speaking of, where the fuck is Diva? Ever since he went to NY it feels like he’s been MIA! Hey, yo!!! Asshole, where the fuck are you? Don’t leave us hanging.
The Holy One:
Yeah, he has been uncharacteristically quiet. Haven’t seen anything in the news or on socials for … well, shit! The whole summer. It’s like the poster boy of football, Mr. Needs All the Attention has just vanished. I wonder who will fill the void… I do look good on a cover, it wouldn’t be hard, I could carve out some time in my schedule for an up close and personal photo op, especially if the photographer is like the last one who shot Diva’s photos for Men’s Health.
Would you two gossip queens stfu! I’m fiiiiiine. I’ve been busy.
I have a life outside of you two, in case you didn’t realize it.
The Love Machine:
Fuck off completely, because no you don’t.
The Holy One:
Yeah, what he said. You’ve never had to have one up until now. Since we’re no longer around, now you’re forced to get your own life. How’s that working out for you btw?
Fine.
The Love Machine:
Hmm. Cryptic.
The Holy One:
Right? Is it confessional time? I’m here to listen to all of your sins.
The Holy One:
Real nice.
