He's Gay!

Work ended and here comes the moment I’ve been dreading all day.

Training with the monster.

I hate the guy, but if he can help me. I’ll take it.

With him and PHG.

I’m sure Clarissa and I will be up and running in no time.

Last night I thought about this, and it’s the perfect strategy.

Build physical strength while also working on my mental strength.

They go together like glue. If one isn’t functioning properly, the other won’t either.

I changed out of my work uniform and into some purple and black leggings with hints of grey, a matching top, and black sneakers.

Leaving my bag on our stands, I took my water bottle and made my way over to the field.

There were around 15 men on the field doing stretches.

I scanned the field in search of Max, but I didn’t see him.

His presence I could feel, though, so I knew he was somewhere around here.

Suddenly my body shivers, which made me aware he was close, a little too close.

I turned around and there he was, smirking at me.

“Creep “