The morning sun cast long shadows as Hruday and his friends gathered near the zipline. They had spent the previous evening discussing their plans and experiments, and now it was time to prepare themselves physically and mentally for the challenges ahead. Tyler, eager to showcase his abilities, leaped from the building toward the church, landing directly on the compound wall without touching the ground.
Michael started commenting holding his hand like a mic imitating a certain tone "In this concrete jungle, Tyler, one of the alphas, is showcasing his prowess to establish dominance, while teaching newly formed temporary pack to combat the overpopulated hyenas together."
roy hissed alpha shut up your commentary nobody is laughing Michael looked at hruday trying to control his laughter acting like he has been controlling piss for 1 hour
"Michael continued, 'It seems like Alpha Roy isn't able to accept this. Despite the situation, these wreaked beasts fight for dominance...' Pfft, Michael couldn't hold it anymore when Hruday burst into laughter."
Hruday and Michael laughed their asses off and tried to see Troy to share the joy, but he seemed to have left already. Roy felt annoyed, knowing he would have taken a separate class if it weren't for the fact that he too found it hilarious and no one else was around to hear it.
hruday wondered "Are we laughing like this not because of the actual joke but find that semblance of joy and relief or is our weird in such a way that after too much stress it will try to laugh to realise that chemical ahh thinking about it ruins the fun "
Hruday hesitated, feeling a flicker of confidence but choosing not to risk it. He took a more mundane route, reaching the church less dramatically but ensuring he watched every movement he made, even scrutinizing his foot placement.
Standing in the before the church, Michael grinned and commented, "It's tall, fat, and tight—just my ideal type." His wild smile elicited reactions from the group.
Mark controlled his laughter, looking away and scraping his foot against the ground to suppress the sound. "Don't embarrass us with your corny joke," Roy whispered.
"What? I'm talking about the building's integrity. If it's tight, it's not right," Michael replied, rubbing his hands.
Mark, with a straight face, added, "Yes, it should be tight, but we have to always make it wet once a day so that it lasts longer in the beginning ." Both he and Michael laughed, though Roy was shocked by Mark's comment, realizing he shared their humor.
Micheal commented it could have been better Mark said laughing you too
Hruday put his hand on his head, thinking, "These perverts won't let me think in peace."
Troy, too tense to be bothered by the banter, was deep in thought about his sister and the things he needed to rescue her. He contemplated asking for help or robbing the storage room for supplies and a car. Tyler, meanwhile, looked at the building and began climbing.
"What a show-off. When is he going to teach us?" Roy muttered.
Tyler thought, "This is going to take longer than expected. They're going to make me do all sorts of stuff, and they keep adding new things. I guess they're using me, so am I." He smirked. "Whatever, having company isn't that bad even if it is for a short while."
"Guys, now I know how to teach you. First, watch me jump and land," Tyler said, demonstrating how he lessened the impact by rolling and jumping.
"He's like a rabbit. Doesn't his feet hurt? If I jumped like that, I'd need a few seconds to recover," Michael said as Mark nodded.
Tyler suddenly got an idea. "Guys, climbing buildings is advanced, so let's see who can climb the tree first."
Everyone tried. Michael felt something snap in his thighs, and his stomach seemed to loosen. He regretted trying to climb faster.
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