Dedicated to Si, who helped me pick the number
Word: Team
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Roger Davis stood in front of the board. With a quick jab of the wooden pointer he used (for pointing, obviously, but also to smack someone on the head, if need be), Roger outlined the moves. He emphasized his points with a rap, not necessarily on the board.
The coveted spots at meetings was at the back where the pointer couldn't reach, but Davis was good at chalk-throwing too. "Remember, you lot," he growled, "There's no 'me' in 'team'."
There was a pause as this was digested. "Actually," said Cho eventually. "There is."
A piece of chalk flew her way.
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