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To Rachel; my tragic friend
“WHAT TEAM!” yelled out a strange voice from across the field. The answering cry was deafening. The earth rumbled out, “WILDCATS!” Troy smiled at Han. “This is the perfect birthday present!” Troy said, “How did you know what I wanted?” Han only smiled coyly. “Just wait till you see what comes next” he said, a bit ominously. Han walked toward Troy. He grabbed him by the arm and led him to a small tent that suddenly sprung up from the earth. The tent was filled with small turquoise pillows. “My favorite color!” exclaimed Troy. Han licked his lips. Han looked at Troy. Han touched the booty.