CM: Today was exhausting...I am so tired from football practice.
JS: Practice was good today. You threw a lot of footballs.
CM: And you caught a lot of footballs. Hey! No cleats in bed.
JS: Sorry, I forgot. Don’t tell coach.
CM: I won’t.
JS: Oh, and don’t forget to take off your helmet.
CM: Dang it, I always forget. Haha, look, Helmet-hair!
JS: Nice...G’night, Colt.
CM: G’night, Shipster…
JS: Pssssssssst, Colt?
JS: You still awake?
CM: Yeah buddy, what’s up?
JS: Whatcha thinkin’ about?
JS: Me too!
JS: I can’t sleep.
JS: It’s just...you know, there’s a lot of things on my mind.
CM: What’s on your mind, Shipper?
JS: Football things. Like, things that...oh never mind, you wouldn’t understand.
CM: Try me.
JS: Do you remember the time you threw me that touchdown pass?
JS: And do you remember that other time when you could have thrown the ball to anyone, but you threw it to me?
CM: Of course I do. Why?
JS: Well...can you keep a secret?
CM: Of course I can, Big Ship!
JS: Sometimes, when you throw the ball to me, I worry that I won’t catch it.
JS: Yeah, but don’t tell anyone.
CM: Are you kidding? You always catch the ball.
JS: Hey, you’re right, I do!
CM: It’s like your hands are made of big nets. Ha, you’re Mr. Net-Hands!
CM: (jumps up and down on bed) NET-HANDS!!! NET-HANDS!!!
Coach Mack Brown: You boys keep it down in there! We have football in the morning!
CM: (rolling eyes) We ALWAYS have football in the morning.
Coach Mack Brown: What was that?
JS: Sorry coach...
Coach Mac Brown: Alright now, you boys get some sleep.
CM: ...Hey Jordan?
CM: I meant what I said, you know, about touchdowns.
CM: Shhh...you heard coach. I really do, Jordan.
JS: You think anyone knows we’re roommates?
CM: Naw. Let’s keep it our little secret.