Stone pulled his pads on as he walked out to the bleachers with some of the guys.
"So, did you score?" one of the guys asked. This was what he was hoping to avoid.
"LIsten, bets off. Ok." He said crossing his arms.
"Come on, man, whats it matter, you or us will pay up and then forget about it, got it?"
"Fine, if it's never talked about again." He hissed.
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