Mr. Boring: Accountant & Agent

Episode 15: The Repercussions

Near Rick's Home:

"C'mon Rick pick up the call." Jasmine steps out of a cab. She puts her phone in her bag desperately and walks into her home.

She sits on the bed with her head lowered towards the floor. "RICK LEAVE HIM!!" "You believe him over me?" "Yes" Her own words haunt her.

What did I DO? Her hands go over her forehead again and again trying to wave off the memory. But her memories seem to have worked their way around it.

Her pulses rise. The stomach shrinks inside. And things inside it seem to defy gravity. She hurries to the bathroom with hands over her mouth.

She lets her mouth open wide into the sink but nothing comes out. I can't take it anymore. She comes back to her bedroom. Her hand goes looking for her stash in all corners of her bedroom.

Her hand lands upon a photo frame on the table beside her bed. She looks at the photo of herself, mom, Adam with a birthday cap, and Rick.

"And as I got to know you more, I only got impressed. You're a strong woman looking out for your mother & brother,"  Rick's words echoed in her head.

No. I won't do it. She stops her search and sits on the bed. Pulling her hair to shake off the urges, she closes her eyes. Pulses diminish to normal slowly.

She walks out and rings the bell on the first floor.

"Hi, nice to see you, manager." Ella opens the door greeting with a smile.

"Ella, has Rick come home?" Jasmine asks worriedly.

"No," she says, narrowing her eyes. "Why?...something happened?"

Jasmine looks to the sides. "We had an argument, we kinda fought." She puts a hand around her eyes to contain the tears.

"You don't worry." Ella rubs Jasmine's shoulders. "Let me call him."

"He's not picking up. But you don't need to worry. I'll sort it out."

Jasmine wraps her in her arms. "Thanks."

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At Red Dragon Club:

"Looks like someone's before schedule." Lee walks into the room where Rick is hitting the punching bag.

"Can I not?"

"My college buddy is always welcome here." Lee walks beside him and grips the punching bag. Rick starts hitting it. Reminiscing Adrian's face, he gives a punch with all his strength.

Lee stumbles backward as the bag hits his jaws. "Ah. someone's getting strength," he exclaims, adjusting his jaws.

"Come on, I'll show you some Jiu-Jitsu footwork," he invites him on a mat.

"Footworks? I know already." Rick swings his leg to hit him on the head but Lee ducks and kicks at Rick's both knees one by one.

Rick lands on the floor on his knees. Lee puts his leg wrapping Rick's west. Rick tries to move but he feels locked. "Not every footwork means a kick boy, this is called Ballerina Feet," Lee smirks.

As soon as Lee lets him out of the grip, Rick forwards his leg trying to reiterate Lee's technique.

Lee trips to the side and Rick's leg lands on the floor instead. Rick's full body is now on the floor by his back.

Lee blazes forward and keeps his whole back body in the air except the toes. Lee puts his hands on Rick's chest and gets his whole body weight pinned on him. Rick coughs gasping for air and pats on Lee's hand.