His phone was dying, the music Coach had given him becoming softer and softer with each passing mome
His phone was dying, the music Coach had given him becoming softer and softer with each passing moment as he franticly looked around for somewhere to charge his phone or get a new battery or something to keep his music from stopping, then he spotted the small kiosk where his fellow jock worked. He’d help a Jock out and if he was lucky he’d even live down the rubbing he knew he was going to get for forgetting to charge his phone. -- source link