He gets a text

Kendell’s phone gave a short ring.

Kendell glanced over at the screen.

“Mark: You on for DND tonight?”

“Yeah, I made a new character sheet.” Kendell typed back.

“Mark: KK”

Kendell jumped at the feeling of someone’s hand on his shoulder, nearly dropping his phone.

“What do we have here?”

Kendell looked up to see Clay grinning down at him.

“Too good for the rally?” said Clay, “Or too busy?” Clay swiped Kendell’s phone and held it over his head. Kendell moved to grab his phone but fell back into his seat with a shove.

Kendell clenched his fists watching as Clay read through his messages.

“I knew it,” Clay laughed. “You might look different with your fake jock look, but you’re still a major nerd.”