"No! I'm mad at you guys. How could you drag me to that game when you both know how mad he is at me?!"
"Chris, chill. He was on the field the entire night and you have to admit, it was a good game."
"That still doesn't mean s**t to me Trent. Did you not see the death glare he gave me?"
"Chris! You haven't seen him since when, can you just relax?"
"Alexis-"
"Shut up, we are not talking about him any longer."
"So what should we talk about?" Trent interjected as Alexis and I had a staring contest.
"The win."
"Talking about the game is still talking about Damon."
"Am, no. Talking about the game is talking about the game. Stop making everything about him."
"Fine. I'm glad we won."
"I'm glad too."
"You guys are strange."
"He likes to start arguments-"
"I do not!"
"Chris-"
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