Karam and Hossam stood a little straighter than usual, with Zaid positioned proudly between them like a secret weapon they’d just unwrapped.
“Alright, listen up!” Karam announced, trying to sound important. He pointed a thumb at Zaid. “We brought in a new player. Say hello to our own Fiba champion”
From the other side of the room, the Blue Cards g**g just stared for a second. Then, one of them, a tall guy with bright orange hair, snorted. Then another one giggled. Soon, the whole group was howling with laughter, clutching their sides.
“your own champion?” the tall one wheezed, wiping a fake tear from his eye. “You two couldn’t defeat me yourselves. You had to call for back up?”
“What’s next?” another guy chimed in, grinning. “Gonna call your mom because we’re being too mean?”
Karam’s
