"Okay, I'm ready." James took a deep breath, and then released it with a grin, simultaneously putting his now extra-padded foot forward. Adric giggled at this. He knew from experience that if James had that tactile insulation, then there would be no problem with going all out!
Derek had no idea how long the game continued. 10 minutes? Half an hour? Long enough to... pass out from the heat... did it matter aside from him now being nothing but a taken-for-granted comfortable feeling on his brother's friend's foot...?
After the game, James looked at his socks, silently thanking God for the comfort they provided him so many times that he hung out with the others. Another success at making his friends happy!
Hmm... there was something catching his attention. Something... in the right sock. It felt...
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