Luna bounced on her toes. Grinning like a kid in a candy store.
"Okay, place your bets! Who's gonna wipe the floor with who? I have got ten credits on Cedric flattening Kyle in under three minutes."
Reo snorted, leaning back against the wall.
"You are underestimating Kyle. That guy's got tricks. I say he lasts at least five."
Lyra, her emerald ponytail swaying, smirked.
"Please. Cedric's been training since he could walk. Kyle's good, but he's not Golden Boy good." She crossed her arms.
"Twenty credits says Cedric doesn't even break a sweat."
Sylvie fidgeted, adjusting her round glasses.
"I-I think it'll be close? Kyle's is really fast, and Cedric's never fought him one-on-one before..." Her voice trailed off as Luna threw an arm around her shoulders.
Luna laughed. "Aw, Sylvie's got a soft spot for our Kyle! Adorable."
Sylvie turned pink. "N-no! I just—it's just strategy!"
Cassian, sprawled on a bench like he owned it.
