Chapter 1

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Sam sighed as he plopped down on his 50-year old sofa bed.Monday's were normally horrible,but today had been especially bad
.As he had been working at the help desk at walnart earlier that daythat,helping a nice old lady with directions,when  a woman stormed towards him.Before he even began to ask what she wanted,she slammed a broken phone down onto the counter.

"Um Ma'am-"
"Fix it"
"I'm sorry but I can't do that"
"Well not?"she said,clearly getting annoyed.ion.
Trying to prevent an argument,he tried to explain that the tech store was in the building nextdoor,but she wouldn't listen.Eventually the manager had to come down  because of the loud fight breaking out.

Sam grimaced as he got up to clean the cut that the lady had given him. As he lately dabbed his cheek with the antibiotic, he realized that he never got her number license plate, or anything so he can't even press charges. he nearly punched something, but he had himself back when he remembered that the last time he had done that his small house had to be repaired and it not a cheap fee.He then finished bandaging his cheek,then grabbed his bandages for training and wrapped them around his hands.

Then he set up his punching bag and began to train .

Author's note:if you're reading this,let me know if you have any ideas!In the future,I will work on writing longer chapters!Have a good day!

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