You’re on. May the better questioner win
ADIL
Okayyy. Moving on.
ADIL
Noah, since you refuse to participate in the LITERARY side of our club, you’re in charge of snacks
NOAH
Fine
ADIL
I’m thinking we could do a themed event with dinosaur crackers
ADIL
Do you think they make custom spinosaurus ones?
SAMSON
So we’re going to eat the little dude while we read about him getting it on? That’s so wrong
STEVENS
Poor Spiny. He deserves better
ADIL
It was an IDEA. I don’t see you guys coming up with anything better
GALLAGHER
How about jungle juice to stay with the dinosaur theme?
VINCENT
Dinosaurs didn’t live in the jungle
GALLAGHER
How do you know? Were you there?
Lol
VINCENT
Don’t talk to your captain like that
GALLAGHER
You’re our football captain. You’re not the president of this book club
GALLAGHER
Also, I just looked it up and they did live in jungles, so you’re wrong
SAMSON
Wait, we have a president?
ADIL
Yes, it’s me
ADIL
Anyway
ADIL
Noah, can you call the dinosaur cracker company and ask them for custom spinosaurus snacks?
ADIL
Hello?
ADIL
Noah?
Noah Wilson left the conversation.
EPILOGUE #2
ASHER
Thirty seconds of added time left on the clock.
Sweat coated my skin and dripped into my eyes. A ceaseless, deafening roar rolled through the stadium as fans shouted for someone, anyone on their side to score.
It was our final match of the season. Once again, we were playing Holchester; once again, we were tied, and once again, we needed a win to take home the trophy.
The déjà vu was so strong it permeated the air and etched lines of determination across every Blackcastle player’s face. We’d let last season’s Premier League title slip through our fingers, but we would rather die than give Holchester another victory.
Not in our bloody stadium, in our city, surrounded by our fans.
Bocci broke through our defense and attempted a goal. My heart stopped in denial only to pick up again when Vincent streaked in at the last minute with a spectacular block.
He kicked the ball to Elliott, who tried to run upfield with it but faced strong resistance from Holchester. Instead of wasting time by fighting, he passed the ball back to Vincent, who took it and ran.
Fifteen seconds left.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.