Chapter Six | Workout & Pickup lines with Brock
"Get out, Randall!" I exclaimed as I groaned.
"How did you know it was me?" He asked.
"I could hear you are laughing from the other side of the door, now leave," I said, pointing to the door with my head in the pillow.
"No, you need to go train with Brock," Randy said.
"What, why?" I asked.
"He said something about working out and training, but all I know is he's downstairs waiting in your workout room," Randy said.
I ran into the closet and put on my black sneakers, print sweatshirt, and Adidas leggings.
I ran back downstairs and to the gym where he was.
"Hey, Brock," I said.
"Good, now that you are here, I want to see what you do, " He said.
"You mean like a workout," I said.
He nods.
I started with a simple workout, but it turned into an extreme one when Brock started making slick comments about my workout routine.
"I don't even understand why I'm doing this! Why am I training so hard? "I asked as I started to become more frustrated, and it was pointless.
"I need to see what your weakness & strength are." He said.
"I could have just told you," I said.
"I already know from just seeing some of your matches," he said.
I threw the water bottle at his head without looking at him.
"I know already your weakness and strength just from watching your matches," I said, mocking him.
"Shut up; who trained you? "He asked.
"Triple H, Hulk Hogan, Randy Orton, Lita, and a few others, " I replied.
"Impressive, but you still need more training, so run three laps, " He said.
"Excuse me? " I asked.
"Three laps now," He repeated.
"Well, are you going to run them with me, workout buddy," I asked.
"Workout buddy?" he asked.
"Yup," I said.
"Fine, but only because I don't want you to get distracted," he said.
"I have been distracted, " I said.
"By what? " he said.
"You," I said, smirking.
"You sound like a guy and terrible pick line," he said.
"So, do you got a better one? "I asked.
"I'm Brock Lesnar," he said.
I laughed. Was that his pickup line?
"Please tell me you don't use that for real? " I said, laughing.
"Fine, how about this one, Did you sit in a pile of sugar? Cause you have a pretty sweet ass." He said.
"How many pick-up lines do you have? " I asked.
"Are you a camera? Because every time I look at you, I smile," He replied.
"Wait, I got one, I don't have a library card, but do you mind if I check you out?" I said, laughing.
"Do you have a map? I'm getting lost in your eyes." He said.
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