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Cooper:Hey fuckers. Carys and I are okay. We’re back in Kroydon Hills. Pretty sure you all know that already.

Brady:Call your sister. She’s driving me crazy.

Cooper:You can’t return her now.

Brady:Dick.

Cooper:Ass

Murphy:Nobody’s putting any dick in any ass in any sentence that could involve my sister.

Bash:Nobody but you, apparently.

Murphy:You guys staying with Mom and Coach?

Brady:They’re not staying with Chloe. Nat and Chloe talked earlier.

Cooper:We spent last night at Dad’s. Then moved into a house on the lake today. We’re renting from Hudson Kingston.

Brady:Damn. That was fast.

Bash:We don’t all marry our high school sweethearts, QB.

Brady:Yo Coop, when you get married, will your kids be siblings or cousins?

Cooper:Ha Ha Ha... very funny, shithead. Get it all out now.

Murphy:NO... No. No. No. Do not get anything out now. I don’t want that thought in my brain.

Cooper:Not as much fun now that the shoe’s on the other foot, is it, Murph?

Murphy:I’m gonna shove my shoe up your ass, Sinclair.

Bash:Let’s get a drink this weekend, Coop.

Cooper:Sounds good.

Murphy:What about us?

Bash:You play for the enemy.

Cooper:You live in another state.

Brady:He just wants to hide from his pregnant wife. She wants too much sex.

Bash:WTF is wrong with you?

Murphy:Dude QB – you’re a fucking traitor. Remind me to never tell you anything.

Bash:They’ve got pills for that, Murph.

Murphy:Whatever. I’m tired when I get home from practice.

Cooper:That sounds like a you problem, Murph.

Murphy:Says the guy in love with his sister.

Cooper:Yup. I have no problems with being too tired.

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