It was the huffing and puffing of JV defence player Drew. He was running late and went into the change room to look for everyone. He saw Jay and Rod.
"You guys know where the team is?" He said between breaths. "Sorry I'm late." Lost track of time and I had to run here." Drew showed it. He was wearing a sweatshirt and short red shorts and had his uniform in his bag on his back. He sat down in front of his locker.
"Erm..." Rod answered. "That's okay. We're making everyone a life-size photo..."
"So there's... No practice?" Drew took his bag then sweaty shirt off. His toned body shone under the change room lights.
"YES!" Jay added. "You're the only one left." Drew looked at the two of them then the golf kart.
"Doesn't it take a few days to do that?" Drew asked. Rod swiped Jay's bottle and gave it to him.
"You want some Gatorade?"
"No thanks tiny." Drew answered. "I prefer water." He stood up and walked to the kart. He saw his best bud Brody on top of the pile.
"These are good. The quality's fantastic..." Drew said as he looked at his teammates. Unaware there were the real deal. Jay jested towards the bottle and Rod slowly walked up behind Drew. Unscrewing the top of the bottle as he did.