Glenn swings the bat like a little league pro, huffing and puffing with exhilaration. “WHAT the FUCK’S going on Soph! You okay?” He yells as he tightens his grip on the bats handle as if he is waiting for the pitcher to toss a ball his way. “It okay you big idiot, I just had …
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