For some reason the bathroom always seemed like the best place to regroup, focus, and reflect on every bruise on your face. Being a boxer has advantages; the hot body, acceptable anger management problems, etc. but it also has its major disadvantages; 40 hours of training a week and bruises so many fucking bruises.
I walk out of the bathroom and over to Xander who I see warming up. I won all of my fights so far today and the only one I have left is the main event and that is at the end of the day. The boys fights are about to start so now I have to play mother/supportive girlfriend and be in the ring with the water. Joy.
Xander turns to face me as I steady the bag he's warming up on and smiles. "it's been too long since I've been in the ring fighting someone who isn't on my team." I laugh and grab the wrap from the waistband of his shorts and start to wrap his hands. "I'm serious I don't get to fight total strangers very often it's nice when I can just let loose, you know?"
"I get it that's why I'm laughing I'm always fighting you guys when I finally get to find a girl it's a nice break." The first bell rings signaling a fight is about to start
"that's my cue, Enzo needs me."
"doesn't have a girlfriend for that?" He asks sounding really annoyed that I'm leaving him.
" Alyssa has her working the counter. trust me, I wish I could stay here with you."
"Goddamnit you girls never get a break. sometime we want you to ourselves you know."
I laugh and shake my head "you know Alyssa if she needs help and we're the only ones around actually help her" He groans and shakes his head at me.
"yeah yeah ago before she gets mad" I give him a kiss on the cheek and run off. This is my life. My boy and my team. Now I gotta go help them. *sighs*
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I know it's been ages since I've updated.. I haven't had my computer. I've had this written since the beginning of June but I thought I'd have my laptop back to write it and I got tired of not updating so here's an overly shitty tiny ass filler. I'm sorry. I'm being a shitty author. Forgive me 😬😬
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