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... retching golden lines across the concrete pitch.
Leo arrived in his usual rush, bike squealing to a halt, bag over his shoulder.
His shirt clung to him from the short ride, and his cheeks still had a faint red from the cold.
Dawson was already there, casually juggling a ball at midfield like a man who hadn’t aged a day past thirty.
"You’re late," Dawson called with a grin, though he barely glanced up from his routine.
"I’m two minutes early," Leo retorted, ...
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