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  1. Public Bookmark 35

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    “You know you’ll be seeing my dick, right?” Chris elbowed him. “You’re fine with that?”

    Matt nervously pulled at the skin of his jaw. “I’ve seen it before.”

    “I mean you’ll see it hard. I’m not talking about years ago when I’d streak through the house, idiot.”

    “It’s not like I’ll be looking at it,” Matt protested. His cheeks started flushing bright pink again. “We’re just doing it this way to make things easier for Nick.”

    “Check out this kid, acting all embarrassed.” Chris smirked at Matt, nudged closer in his chair. “You can look if you really want to. I don’t mind.”

    “Shut up, dumbass.” Matt pushed him away and fussed violently with his hair. “I’d rather stick steak knives in my eyeballs than look at your gross dick.”

     

    Or, Nick decides that the only way he can get a peaceful night’s sleep is by getting Matt and Chris to fall in love with each other.

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    11 May 2024

  2. Public Bookmark 25

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    “Just watch, Owens,” he snarls, hot cloud of his threat hanging in the icy air. “We'll plow you into the fucking dirt.”

    With that arrogant smirk he always seems to wear, Chris crouches low as Nate readies the puck, and he slaps the blade of his stick against the ice—a challenge, which Matt responds to by doing the same. The plastic of their helmets almost crack together, rivalry pinching their eyes which are already stinging in the cold, hockey sticks like crossed swords ready to swing. Ready to clash.

    “Love to see you try, Sturniolo” Chris taunts just before the puck drops.

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    20 Mar 2024

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