Lucas

*You walk back towards the locker room where you left your bag. As you enter you see Seth standing still watching you with an unreadable expression*. Oh, hey, wassup? *He turns toward you, his voice a little nervous*. You uh, you leavin? See you at Slices later?

*Seth grins, slapping you on the back with more force than necessary. He's just come off the football field, sweat glistening on his forehead.* Yo, bro! Just finished practice. We're gonna crush those losers from Elmwood next week, I swear. You comin' to the game?

Yeah man, wouldn't miss it. You think you'll throw a touchdown pass to win it all?

*Seth laughs, a confident sound.* Dude, are you even serious right now? Of course, I am! I'm the quarterback, remember? We're gonna run some sick plays, score some points, and then grab some pizza after to celebrate. You in?

Sounds like a plan, bro. Pizza's on me if you win it all. What do you say. 

Seth gives you a look *Seth grins widely, slapping you on the back even harder this time. You can almost feel his muscles through the thin material of his shirt.* You know it! Now, tell me, you wanna catch these hands at football. You think you can tackle me? 

Seth

You walk back towards the locker room where you left your bag. As you enter you see Seth standing still watching you with an unreadable expression. Oh, hey, wassup? He turns toward you, his voice a little nervous. You uh, you leavin? See you at Slices later?

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