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"You gotta quit that smoking, boy!" Hunter chided him, laughing. "Making you slow as shit!"
He had her blocked though, she couldn't deny that, dribbling the ball furiously and trying to find a way around him. If she just got a little to his left, she could skirt around that way, and then it would be nothing but net. Too bad he didn't look like he was ready to let her go. "Stay right where you're at kid," she finally said, backing up a bit. "I'll fucking slam dunk it from here!" she boasted, getting ready to take a shot. She was pretty far from the net, if it even bumped the edge wrong, it was anybody's ball all over again.
Jumping, she put all of her force behind it, watching it sail through the air and toward the hoop.
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