Chapter 22
When Dustin walked in the training facility for practice, he still wasn’t feeling 100%, but he was much better. The effects of whatever she’d given him must’ve worn off, and he’d been able to eat without throwing up last night. He still felt a bit tired and groggy and hoped it wouldn’t affect his performance today. He had to keep his mind on other things so that he didn’t keep reliving that night and morning over and over and feeling the shame of it all.
He pushed open the door to the locker room, and when one of his teammates saw him, he let out a holler.
“He’s here!” he called out.
Soon, several members of the team surrounded him, laughing and shouting. It took a moment for him to sort out what they were saying.
“Man, you must’ve gotten s**t-faced good!” Alex said, with a
