Chapter 15

“Are you ready to head out? You’ve got to be there in an hour, right?”

Marcus nods slowly. “Yeah, just getting my shit together. I’ll be out of your hair in a few.”

“Great,” Jackson says, “I’m ready when you are.”

“Ready for what?” Marcus asks, standing up and slinging his bag over his shoulder.

“Ready to go? Like…to the game?” Jackson is speaking slowly and deliberately, as though he’s trying to explain calculus to a particularly inept wombat.

Marcus rolls his eyes, pushing past Jackson as he heads towards the front door. “That’s where I’mgoing, sure, but youdon’t have to go.”

Jackson shrugs. “I know. I’m just…supporting you. Since you’re my roommate. You haven’t left any dishes in the sink or put my binder in the dryer since you moved in. You deserve a reward.”