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I slide my phone from my back pocket, snap a picture, and share it with Ethan.
Coach
As much as I appreciate pics of my girlfriend, please tell me you did not break into her room like a stalker!
Not your girlfriend. You’re just the rebound guy.
I smirk, all too pleased with myself as I update his contact.
Rebound
A high percentage of women marry the rebound guy.
Plopping down on the floor, I lean back against her bed.
Where’d you read that, Cosmo? And I’ll kill you first.
Rebound
Whatever magazine my future wife was featured in.
Doesn’t matter. You’ll die far sooner than I will, old man.
Rebound
Not with all the shit you put in your body. Think about that next time.
There won’t be a next time.
Rebound
You’re right, because I’ll lock you in a shitty rehab and send you pictures of our wedding.
Rebound
And honeymoon.
Fuck off.
Wait. What kind of honeymoon pics are we talking?
Rebound
None of my dick, if that’s what you’re asking.
I stifle my laughter to keep from waking our girl.
I wasn’t! Jesus, Coach. Gross.
Rebound
In all seriousness, she better be happy when you return her to me.
Yes, Dad.
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