Heads or Tails? {Tom // Bliz}
Sept 16, 2017 13:51:43 GMT -5
Post by Cameo {RIP Charlie} on Sept 16, 2017 13:51:43 GMT -5
Flint Meinhardt
Chatter croaks amongst the vast gymnasium for Careers, while weights crash and practice weapons dance. The lighthearted energy, that I feel every day, flutters from not only myself but from the majority upon these couple of days claimed for the weekend. Intense training doesn’t coax the urge of most as it often does. A sense of fun roams amongst the main of us, as a group of us discuss the evening’s party that’ll be approaching soon enough. It’s not until I view the lovely face of the female, that accompanied me in bed last night, staring at me that I find a desire to escape from the peaceful atmosphere. Why must so many chicks assume that a night of enjoyments always leads to a committed relationship? They scare me more than death itself when they attempt to approach me with further cravings.
Instantly I’m dashing towards an opposing room, where the weekends friendly competitions are unraveling. Every Saturday they never fail to do such, to influence the need for a challenge amongst the Careers. Often, I avoid this room on such a day, while today it leaves a better opportunity then facing the manipulative woman searching for me back where I came.
Within the mist of it all, I spot my older Brother – lean with muscle and height, with snow blonde hair making him stand out amongst the other muscled beasts. “Big bro! What’s up?” I greet him as though I did not see him hours before. “Up for a challenger? I’ll let you pick what we compete in.” I tease him like he’s not extremely better than me in every aspect this gym contains. Still at least it’ll have me seeming busy if Ms. Clingy comes wandering into this room.
