“Check it out,” he said with a certain degree of pride when he was finally in the clear, and away from all of his coworkers offering him their congratulations as if it truly meant anything to them; it didn’t and no one even had to tell him as much, or tried to convince him otherwise. But he refused to let that bother him — he refused to even give it as much as a second thought; he was the United States Champion. Most importantly, he was a Grand Slam Champion. It was a joyous occasion. Perhaps as joyous as the expression on his face entailed in he held up the belt to show off to the woman he loved — it felt so good to say that. “Sixteen years in the making, and I finally did it.”
@tragicfated gets a post fastlane starter











