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█▓▒▒░░░DOJO DAY AFTERNOON░░░▒▒▓█
Olivia pulled on her sleeves as everyone gathered around Jack. She was wearing a white shirt tucked into a cute, flowy miniskirt that was rich red. The shade matched the satin ribbon that tied up half her hair and the silken lipstick on her mouth.
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She also wore knee-high socks and platform loafers, accompanied by a cable knit cardigan
He stood in front of two cinder blocks that held a single piece of wood.
"Alright guys, stand back." He said as he took a step backward and held his fist up. Jerry crossed his arms, his face holding a certain type of wonder and confusion.
Olivia smiled at the look on his face and ducked her head down. Her fingers picked a loose thread of her cardigan before she scolded herself, not wanting to ruin her outfit.
Jack pulled back and quickly punched the board, the two split halves landing on the ground with a snap. While the action was impressive to most, the people around him seemed to be bored.
Jack wrapped one of his arms around Olivia's shoulder with a smirk. His necklace swayed as he slightly bent down. Olivia blushed as Jerry spoke up, and Kim stared at them. As Olivia looked up, she locked eyes with the other blonde, giving a small friendly wave at her waist, despite the unsettling frown of her friend.
Kim gave her a tight smile back but continued to stare at the two with longing.
"What's the big deal, Jack? You've done that a thousand times." Jerry asked.
"Just wait for it." Jack said as Olivia looked around. Her thoughts wandered as she looked at the sword that hung above the arch.
"Man, I'd give you a million bucks if you could do that to my cello." Eddie said as he stared at the crumbled rubble in front of them. Everyone gave him weird looks at his spiteful words.
"Players don't play the cello." Eddie shrugged
"Well, you're not a 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺'𝘢𝘩." Milton mocked Eddie's pronunciation as he tugged on his tank top like Eddie had done.
