>>66637864>"Come on slowpoke, you're gonna be here all day if you don't double time it." Naser teases me, several paces ahead of me on the track. My entire body screams every time my foot hits the track. I can't believe he talked me into this.>"Fuck... off..." I wheeze out between deep gulps of air, still another lap to go.>He merely lets out a chuckle and hits double time. An extra lap for him as he's lapped me by this point. I barely manage to pull my feet off the ground for another full lap, collapsing into the grass nearby. I've never worked out this much before in my life and I've signed up for six months of this. Son of a bitch.>I stare at the sky, my vision narrowing as I struggle to get enough oxygen to my head. I notice something blotting out the sun. It's a water bottle. Naser speaks.>"You good?">"Very much no." >"Hey if you've got the energy for snarkiness you're doing great!" I look over to see him smiling widely at me.>I reach up and accept the ice cold water, downing the entire thing with just a few gulps. The cold immediately starts it's magic as my body temp starts dropping.>I manage to fully stand again, my legs still threatening to buckle under me. I realize I also still have a full on walk home after this too. >I'm pulled out of my suffering with a pat on the back.>"Hell of a job today. First new guy to complete a full set. Honestly I'm impressed." I don't believe that for a second.>"Bull. I know I'm not athletic at all." I stretch my sore legs as we start to head to the showers.>"No, really. Probably those human genetics kicking in. Long distance runners by DNA, y'know?" The mildly racist comment aside he might have a point.>I accept the praise, no longer having enough energy to fight it.>We hit the showers and I glance over as Naser's disrobing. Hadn't really looked that much at his wings but one is... wounded? Crippled? I go ahead and ask.cont.
>>66638046Mostly fun, sometimes pain.