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45: Annoyingly Good

Penulis: Healing
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-08-14 15:07:01

SEVEN

I had barely finished changing when the general manager appeared at the locker room door and motioned for me to follow him. I pulled my jacket on and stepped into the hallway, wondering if I had done something wrong, because managers did not usually pull players aside after practice without a reason. He walked in silence until we were far enough from the locker room that the noise of the other players faded behind us. Then he stopped near a window overlooking the empty parking lot and tur
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