RivenThe air in the locker room was thick with the smell of sweat, old leather, and that kind of happiness that comes after a good win. We had fought for this one, and the feeling was good, but it was also heavy. Everyone was still buzzing, and talking over one another as we pulled off our helmets and shin guards."Greg! Get off here, man! I'm bathing. Don't look at my ass, you gay motherfucker!" Sean shouted, his voice cutting through the noise, and a wave of laughter erupted all around the room. It was just boys being boys, all of us being loud and happy and rough with one another. Sean threw a wet towel at Greg, who just laughed and threw it back.I smiled at the noise, but it didn't quite get to me. I was good at this. I was good at this game, good at being the captain, and most of all, good at playing the part.I was busy trying to unstrap a particularly stubborn shin guard that would not just let go of my shin when my phone started to ring.It was a sharp, high-pitched ringtone
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