“You’re putting me on the spot. Of course, I can’t think of something.” “Fine, ask me.” “What?” “Put me on the spot.” I roll my eyes. “What do you do for fun, Zander?” “I fish. I run. I watch the game with the guys. I go hiking with Hunter even though I hate the fucking bugs. I sit at the bar with Luna and talk shit. I work on my house. I work on my car—”
