Dave had heard people shouting.
Their voices were ringing in his ears.
"Call Joanne! Joanneeeee!"
Jo? Joanne? Who was she? Why were people shouting to call her?
Most importantly, how did he end up the health center?
His head suddenly throbbed and it hurt more than ever.
"Urgh..." he groaned.
His four teammates, which he didn't notice, which they noticed him fully regained consciousness, ran to sit in a stool beside the bed.
The now woken up athlete just watched as the fearsome foursome play musical chairs, or starting a mini world war.
"Dude." Dave's words rung out in the room, stopping their activity. "Who's Joanne?"
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Angels Play Basketball
Short StoryWhen Dave met Joanne, he didn't knew that angels do fall from the sky and unexpectedly, is in his high school's basketball team.
