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"Waitt a minute Barrett why'd ya take a drink," Young slurred with his eyes narrowed, "Harris don't play hockey."
Well shit. Of course one of the rookies had to notice, those morons never let anything go.
So now everyone and their fucking mothers had turned to stare at Troy who could only let out an awkward laugh.
Well this sobered him up.
"Harris probably wasn't the first guy he slept with you idiot, he grew up playing hockey maybe it was an old teammate," Holmber said to Young whom he was still currently draped over.
"Nooo papa Hazy said professional hockey player, so it has to be someone in the league," Young argued back. The rookies had all taken to calling Wyatt variations of dad and followed him around like a bunch of baby ducks. Troy woulda laughed at the endearing nickname was he not about to get his shit rocked by a 6' 3'' Russian in the parking lot.
Because of every hockey player Troy Barrett could've slept with he just had to hook up with Shane mother fucking Hollander.
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Or the Ottawa Centaurs play never have I ever
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UPDATE
Chapter 3 is the only one with smut so if that's not your jam feel free to skip!