CHAPTER
10
Israel
& Jason’s Dorm Room
The
cameraman is on Israel’s side of the room, watching him comb out his thick afro
in front of a mirror.
Jason
walks in, carrying his camouflage briefcase. He sits on the bed and unties his
boots.
JASON
Howdy.
ISRAEL
What
up doe.
JASON
Israel,
I gotta say. Your exhibition was really impressive. I can definitely see you in
the finals.
ISRAEL
Call
me “Issi.” And I appreciate the kind words, sir. But I think the fans are
probably rooting for you win it all.
JASON
Really?
Why?
ISRAEL
Well,
you can’t use the portal like the rest of us. You’re limited to your weapons.
That makes you an underdog. People love an underdog.
JASON
I
guess. But I’m sure you have your fair share of fans, too, especially the ladies.
Israel
chuckles.
ISRAEL
Yeah,
well, I really don’t care what anybody thinks of me. I’m here to win. Period.
And to get a piece of Adrien.
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