After Party
“No problem,” he said. “I hope it’s nothing.”
No doubt Sami was having flashbacks to his own injury.
“Me too.”
Sami took his leave and I kept cleaning off paint.
“I hope it’s nothing too.”
“But what if it’s not?” He picked up the belt. “I’ve worked my arse off for years to get here. I’m finally on top. It can’t be over, before it begins.”
No doubt Sami was having flashbacks to his own injury.
“Me too.”
Sami took his leave and I kept cleaning off paint.
“I hope it’s nothing too.”
“But what if it’s not?” He picked up the belt. “I’ve worked my arse off for years to get here. I’m finally on top. It can’t be over, before it begins.”