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It wasnât hard for Astrid to admit the hand to hand combat wasnât her strong suit. Anything of a physical nature wasnât really to her strengths. She was more of a distance, hands off fighter. But, since she was aware of it she figured that she should work on it. Try to improve. You never know when you would need to throw a good punch, anyways. So she had made her way to the training room. And was pleasantly surprised when she came across Perry. The surprise turned a bit towards concern when she saw the expression that was on his face.
âI was just saying hi, not asking how you were. But since you brought it upâŠâ
Letting out a sigh, Perry relaxed his shoulders and began unwrapping his hands as he turned. âSorry, I thought you were one of the trainers,â he mumbled sheepishly. He found himself unable to meet Astridâs eyes, feeling caught even though he hadnât actually been doing anything wrong. Well, nothing other than going a little too hard in the training room.Â
Crouching down where heâd dropped his gym bag nearby, he pulled out his towel and water bottle. Perry carefully wiped the sweat from his face and took a long drink from the bottle stalling as he tried to come up with something to say to Astrid. He didnât really talk with anyone about his relationship with his dad other than Logan, Ethan, and Stella. He didnât want Astrid to think he was just some spoiled kid who was mad because he didnât get enough attention, even though thatâs what he always felt like.
âIâm fine,â he said again, quieter this time. âItâs nothing. Itâs just stupid.âÂ














