Chapter 94: Bet

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"I am telling you, there is no way you're gonna be able to scare Buck," Carson said.

"Wanna bet on that?" Dr. Collingwood's face curled into a wolfish grin.

Carson stared her down. "What do you think?"

"If I win, then you have to sit in a tub full of freezing cold water while writing 'I regret my life decisions' on a piece of paper over and over. And you need to bring the paper to me the next morning. With your signature."

"And if I win," Carson's smirk could be heard through his voice, "you have to watch After We Collided, The Kissing Booth 2, and read Empress Theresa." 

Dr. Collingwood's expression turned into one of genuine horror. "No... not that piece of sh*t again!"

Billy glanced over at her. "Which piece of sh^t? They're all horrible."

"Empress Theresa. At least the first two have a plot you can follow and don't have the Mary Sue-iest Mary Sue to ever Mary Sue."

"Yeah, Collingwood's right. It's not so much a book as it is a tome of collected madness."

John gave Dr. Collingwood a confused look. "Then why do you still have it?"

"To show people that I am, in fact, capable of feeling anger. Dr. Buck was legitimately surprised when she learned that. And because I got it by losing a bet and part of the punishment was that I could never get rid of it."

John held out his hand. "Here. Lemme read it."

"You sure you'll be able to handle the sheer insanity?"

"I've seen all of human history. I'm sure I could take it."

Dr. Collingwood pulled a book out with a poorly illustrated cover out of her bag. "Famous last words," she muttered under her breath.

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