{ from the back of the gym room, he bears witness of the woman furiously pounding at the sand bag. merely watching her collide her gloved fists strategically against the bag sends chills up his spine. a whistle breaks from his lips and he makes his move, crossing the distance towards her. }
‘Not bad. Want to go a round with me?I f you win, I’ll buy you a cup of coffee. If I win, coffee is on you.’




















