“Got it—I already forgot that it ever happened!” said Blake.
“Great,” said Ryan, “I don’t even know what you’re talking about—but I am late to class, so I gotta run.”
“You are free to go,” said Blake, offering a mock salute.
“Thanks for the work-out,” said Ryan, saluting back and then taking off in a sprint toward his dorm.
“See ya at practice, gay boy!” Blake squelched out, but Ryan failed to react—only jogging lightly and continuing back to his room and the busy day ahead of him. 4