The match is almost over anyway. [grumbles]Tennis is so boring. I'll meet you at the west lot.
[And he's there after clocking out of the short shift, seated sulleny on the curb and skipping small chunks of gravel across the pavement with sharp flicks of the wrist, watching them bounce away.]
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[And he's there after clocking out of the short shift, seated sulleny on the curb and skipping small chunks of gravel across the pavement with sharp flicks of the wrist, watching them bounce away.]