Mar 3, 2020
“Quit whining.”
Ignoring Troians words, Cole placed his hands on his knees in order to try and catch his breath. “I am either going to pass out or vomit and you’ll have to call someone to bring me back down that mountain” He breathed out. Maybe agreeing to go on a hike up Griffith Park wasn’t a good idea for someone who had never done it before and rarely excercised in excess (Cole) with someone who had probably been hiking that trail since the dawn of time (Troian). Moving over to a nearby tree, Cole sunk to the ground, laying down under the cool shade of the large branches. “At least when I have to explain to someone why my legs hurt tomorrow, I’ll have a better excuse then sex”