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Remi Lincoln (Rank Division 10) I grin as I put my GYPT down. 5rd happy message today from James and I can't seem to stop smiling like a fucking rat each time.
Leonard raised a brow each time I picked up my GYPT but he never said anything, and neither did I.
We met up with Quinton and Lena to check out our rooms. As we thought, we didn't find anything that would be of any interest to us. Each time we tried to go into one another's room, we were just forced back and someone can only have so many bruises on their body.
We found ourselves in Quinton's room, discussing god knows what. The conversation lasted long, and continued on.
"Oh, please. If you wear a shirt under a hoodie, your a drop dead psychopath." I say, moving from a chair to sitting on Quinton's bed. "It's just unnecessary and defeats the purpose of the clothing item."
"Wait, so all of you girls don't wear shirts under your hoodie?" Leonard questions.
"The ones I know, yeah."
"What about bras?" Zack asks, "you guys at least wear those right?"
"Depends on the day," Lena answers, "if we're alone and don't have a care in the world? Yeah, but sometimes we just go out because the hoodie is baggy enough."
The boys have a confused look on their face.
"Hold on. You guys can take off your shirts and hoodies because y'know, you don't got boobs so why would you wear 2 shirts? It's just pathetic." Lena crosses her arms. I'm glad she's been feeling better.
"I-..I don't know. We could give our hoodie to someone if we wanted to." Quinton responds. "And that's the thing. You guys can't take off your shirt, unless you really wanted to, so why not wear a shirt under just in case you get hot?"
"Who the fuck said that we would get hot? And who said that we would care either?" I ask.
"Whatever y'all are so weird. Anyways, what do you guys want to do? Lena, you feeling good?"
Lena nods, causing Quinton a smile.
"Sparring anyone?" Leonard questions. "I could relieve some steam."
"Whatchu got steam for?" Zack asks.
Leonard gives him a stern and annoyed look before answering.
"I.Could.Relieve.Some.Steam...Zack." He grits, fist slightly balled up. He takes a shaky breath but doesn't change his tone. "How about you be my sparring partner?"
"I-..look, as flattered as I am, I think I'm a little too good for you. How about Remi?"
"Buddy, last week I made my mark on you." I snort, cocking my head to the side. "Don't think your too good for him babe."
