Rigby laughed. “Could be worse. You could be pounded into the boards by a solid wall of muscle everyday.”
“Sounds pretty good to me.” The words were out of my mouth before I could drag them back. Every single set of eyes turned to me, their focus like lasers as they stared at me. “I mean the hockey part, not the pounding. I mean… Woo, is that the time? I better go to bed.”
— Dec 15, 2022 02:53PM
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