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Everyone groaned again, laughing Mike said, “I haven’t had that in ages”

Honey snorted “Right, because your palate is so fucking refined these days”

“This is craft beer, I’ll have you know” Mike lifted his bottle “I’m refined as fuck”

“Since when is Rickard’s craft beer?” Max asked “That’s Molson, you tool”

Mike took a gulp from his bottle of Rickard’s White “This is wheat beer I squeezed alemon into it”

“Do you even knohat craft beer is?” Tyler asked

“Clearly not,” Jeremy mumbled, then flushed, shocked he’d said it aloud

The rest of them howled as Mike puffed up his chest “Easy there, Save Jeremy’s shoulder a playful punch Jereulp of his beer “I don’t care what it’s called I like it”

They finished the pizza and Honey won just about all the coins on the table before saying, “Let’s go skating The rink at Nathan Phillips is open to ot a few hours since we started so early”

Everyone seemed into it, and Jeremy wondered if he should leave theht Max had already spent the whole day with him and had been way nicer than he had to be Besides, Jeremy hadn’t been on skates since he was a kid

Max nudged his arm “You up for it?”

Jereht recall”

“Now’s your chance to get revenge for us laughing at you,” Honey said “Because I guarantee so all over the damn place”

“Coh, but not tooI’ll order a ride”