“It was a pretty awesome game,” Lincoln says next to me, whipping his towel off so his bare ass is right next to my face. “Jesus Christ, man.” I turn away and he laughs, not giving one single fuck about being naked and inches from my head. “Can you not do that shit? My cheek almost touched your . . . cheek.” “That would bring a new meaning to the term moon-landing.” “Moon-landing?” I ask, instantly regretting the question. “Oh dude, come on, don’t you remember that rookie? Oh fuck, what was his name?” Linc, rubs his temples, thankfully wearing a pair of boxer briefs now. “Darren, that’s it.
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