“Did you see me out there?” he asks once he’s finished shaking his hair like a wet dog. “I sure did. You were on fire.” “I know! Fuck me sideways. I was like, bam, pow, kapow!” He mimics blocking shots with his glove and blocker. “I don’t even know how I haven’t let one in. I’m super impressed with myself. Five gold stars to me.” “Didn’t you tell them to get off your lawn at one point?” Kendrick chuckles, squirting water into his mouth. Elliot laughs. “Yeah. I mean, get outta my crease would’ve made more sense, but hey, same thing. The crease is my lawn, and they are not welcome on my lawn.”
No one speak to me when Elliot’s book appears.
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