“What are we betting?” Caleb asks. “Pennies? Burritos?”
“You said Seven loses 52% of the time?” Vortex asks, taking a bite of his taco.
I scowl at him.
Vortex grins right back at me. “Every time he loses, he takes off another piece of clothing.”
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