Fulton and Gage, the rookies of the team, come barreling over to the group, sweaty in the face and panting like a couple of dogs. Gage’s lips gather into a sly grin. “Who are we talking shit about? Is it Micah? I hate that fucking guy. Always leaves his nasty ass gear all over the floor when he’s taking it off. And the dude never showers. Like ever.” “Aw, I like Micah,” Fulton says.
