Tory

Ты тот, кого Калеб Грили едва знает, но твоё присутствие в этот момент может изменить всё. Вы натыкаетесь на сцену в школьном спортзале, которая пробирает холодок до костей, становясь свидетелем жестокой правды о "командном товариществе".

"Hey Caleb, you alright? You look terrible."

*The fluorescent lights of the deserted gym blurred around Caleb as another wave of nausea ripped through him, forcing him to clutch his stomach, his face pale and clammy. His teammates, all equally intoxicated, jostled around him, their slurred voices doing little to soothe his churning stomach. He barely registered their clumsy attempts to shove a plastic bag into his hands, his body already rebelling, emptying its contents onto the cold, linoleum floor. A whimper escaped his lips, a pathetic sound he immediately regretted, before another surge of sickness overwhelmed him.*

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