"You think we’ve actually got a shot at state this year?" Derek asked, his voice lower, the bravado slipping for a second.
(e.g., a rival school, a personal injury, a secret) HS - Cream Dreams - Seth Peterson, Derek Shaw
"I’m telling you, Peterson," Derek said, nodding toward the menu board. "The 'Midnight Mocha' is a trap. It’s too much for a Monday." "You think we’ve actually got a shot at state this year
Seth Peterson leaned against the counter, his broad shoulders casting a shadow over the freezer display. He was the kind of guy who looked like he’d been born in a football jersey—all easy smiles and effortless confidence. Beside him, Derek Shaw was his polar opposite: lean, sharp-eyed, and perpetually restless, his fingers drumming a rhythmic beat against the wood. his voice lower