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Marshal Wallace ♊️
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"Koi" Greyson ♐️
Marshal
"Ah shit!"
"Get up..." he steps away from me.
I growl and punch the mat.
"I'm done. It's like I've gotten worse-"
"You didn't get worse, I'm just fighting you at a higher level," he says with no emotion at all.
I blow out air. When I'm up, he rushes me and tries to kick my legs from under me. I jump. Before I can land, he pushes my chest. It sends me flying back down to the mat.
"Koi," I moan out from the pain.
"Kick up..." he says.
"What the fuck is the problem!" I get angry.
"With me?" He asks while he catches his breath.
"With me nigga," I kick up with my finger pointing to my face.
"I just told you-"
"No. Actually tell me. Explain?" I take my shirt off.
Feel like I'm finna pass out.
"I'm not understanding... alright? I'm hitting a wall," I mumble.
"I know," he says.
"Then help me. I'm not regular. I'm slow duhhh. I don't understand what to do," I stop myself from wining.
"Hush yo. You are different, but you're on the right path. I'm glad you asked. Finally..." he laughs as me.
It irritates me hella.
He's laughing and I'm seriously frustrated, yes with him, but mostly with myself.
"Oh my god," I groan; I hold my hand up at him so he won't attack me then rush to my water bottle.
