“Why are you like that?” I look up at the roof and mutter, “I’m going to kick Kole’s ass.” I throw myself in the seat next to Simms. “Do you want the excuse of always having to live up to my NHL star brother or the poor orphan card? I can play either.” “I want the truth.” Eww. “What if we beat the shit out of each other and get it out of our systems?” “Will it make you stop acting like a dick?” “Nope.”
