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“How the hell do you come up with these ideas?” Ken asked as he stripped down to his own boxers.

“I don’t know, why do you keep agreeing to my ideas?” Diego asked back.

“I like humiliating you and getting free pizza, duh,” Ken replied.

“Even though you get humiliated in the process with me?” Diego asked.

“I have no shame,” Ken responded smugly.

“Yeah yeah, anyway almost showtime,” Diego said as he saw the clock tick down to the halftime break. "5…4…3…2…1…“ he said.

"Go!” Ken shouted as he dashed from under the bleachers and onto the field. Diego hesitated for a split second, wondering if he would just leave Ken to run by himself and make it up with pizza afterward, but Ken would never let him live it down how he chickened out at the last second. And with that, he chased after Ken, at least make it a race. The two of them ran across the field, tunnel vision and not paying attention to the hundreds of eyes watching those two dumb guys streak during the middle of the game. The guys couldn’t tell if they were being cheered on, of if it was just the rumble of the crowd. Didn’t really matter though, they were just caught up in the moment and the rush of adrenaline of doing something crazy in that boring litte town.