Justin looks back at Matteo.
“Fine. You can supervise.”
“What does supervise mean?”
“It means you help me with this, then we tell Wreck everything he’s doing wrong.”
Wreck stops laughing.
“Fuck you, Dragon.”
“Rowan!”
“Wasn’t me!”
Gabby points at Wreck.
“You owe me a dollar.”
“What?”
“Swear jar.”
Wreck looks horrified.
“You’re charging me?”
“If Matteo can hear it, you’re paying.”
I like this game.
“A dollar per swear?”
“Yes.”
I point at Wreck.
“You’re gonna be fucking broke.”
Gabby slowly turns toward me.
Shit.
Matteo bursts into laughter.
“That’s two!”
“You little narc.”
“Three!”
“Fuck.”
“FOUR!”
The whole clearing erupts.
Even Justin laughs.