Hearing that made you a little worried. Both you and Lewis played soccer, but he was noticeably better than you were.
"Um, okay" you said.
You went to the backyard where you had two mini soccer nets up.
"Same rules? First to three goals wins?" Lew asks.
"Sure" you respond.
The game was tough. Both you and Lewis played your best. After ten minutes of a stalemate fight, Lewis managed to score a goal. You broke into a sweat. You thought this was a good thing since, if you won, which you were sure you would, it would make your butt smellier. You began to get worried when Lewis managed to score another goal. One more, and you were his slave for three weeks.
You managed to score a goal, and you thought the tide was turning. But right when you built a little more confidence in yourself, Lewis scored his third goal.
"Looks like I win" he said. You didn't want to be Lewis's slave. You really didn't. You knew that you could easily over-power Lewis and make him your slave anyway, but that would mean a bad thing about your character.
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