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Theo hard agreed with Connor’s astute observation about how it really was unlike him. He not only agreed but, as Connor took a sip of ...whatever that odor was, chuckled when his friend’s arm came around his shoulder. He grinned as it seemed to him that he wanted to help the French-American out with his MacKenna Diedrikson problem. Not that there was a problem per-se. For Theo, it was more to do with him than with Mac herself. That being said, Theo appreciated Connor for that (among other reasons).

[color=royalblue]“Heh,”[/color] Theo punched Connor playfully, laughing as his hand unintentionally slammed on the table. Fortunately for him, the table didn’t collapse from the pressure. [color=royalblue]“But what do you say we have a game first?”[/color] The ginger snickered, looking down at the ball in one of the empty cups. He took it into his palm and smirked. [color=royalblue]“You might have a hot streak right now but I’m going to put you on ice, my friend!”[/color][/indent][/indent][/color]