The worst possible news

"WHAT!!!" I roar "YOU CANNOT BE FUCKING SERIOUS"

"Look. Jakes a great guy and he youll get on just fine. I really dont know what youre problem is" coach responds, exasperation evident in his voice.

"My problem is that I am NOT sharing a room with that prick!"

Yeh you heard that right. This shithead has decided that now im back in training I need to live in the dorms with the rest of the squad. Wouldnt be too bad but for the only spare bed being in that jumped up assholes room.

"Hey. Its the only bed available. Take it or youre done kid." He offers without a care.

"Ughh why cant I just stay at home?" I try.

"Rules are rules. Live with the team in the dorms or youre not part of it at all."

Who came up with these dumb ass rules ffs.

"Fine. Whatever. But dont expect me to be nice to him." I give up.

"As long as my star strikers dont kill eachother I dont care how nice you are. Talk. Dont talk. Be friends. Not friends. Hell you can even fuck. I dont care. Just move in. And dont kill eachother." Coach states with a sigh.

Why the fuck would he suggest us fucking what is wrong with that man. But fine I guess I can refrain from killing the fucker for now.