The shadow looms over you getting closer every second. The dread grows until you look up and realize that it's just Sam.
Sam is the only kid in school whose life goal isn't to torture you. He is part of the reason that you joined the basketball team because you figured he could help you if you really needed it. Sam was a 6'5 muscular boy. He was 18 years old and you had a major crush on him. His family had moved to your town from India about six years ago and you had been friends since around then.
Sam fishes you out of the sweaty jockstraps and holds you close to his face. He smiles at you and asks if you want help getting home you reply....
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