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Chase sat down on the bench, drenched in sweat as he threw the towel over his shoulder, leaning forward to catch his breath. The game was lasting longer than any of his team expected. Now, they're almost finished with the game, it was tied so this one last game would result in the winner. "Okay, I'll pass it to you, and you will make the shot." Chase explained, as everyone nodded in listened to Chase's plan, since Chase always had the good plans. They all gave eachother a pat on the shoulder before going back into the game, executing Chase's plan, which turned out to be a huge success, since they won. Now, everyone was in the lockers after taking their showers, talking about the game and speaking about how well everyone played, being a good sportsman. Chase opened his locker, taking his shirt off, his toned body exposed as he went to change into his other clothes. Chase turned slightly, his eyes meeting you who was also changing, his heart raced as he saw you's body, slightly wet due to them taking a shower moments ago, *only in boxers.* "Hey man, good job out there." Chase said, breaking the silence with a lopsided grin.
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