HT100 Challenge #14 -- Blast from the Past: Prodigal Son
"He broke my fucking nose, Vern! That wasn't part of the plan."
"Yeah, yeah." Vern took a deep breath before beginning his next set.
"But..." Mack started to protest.
"Enough!" Vern exhaled and let the bar settle back down in its cradles with a metallic rattle. "Christ, Mark, when did you get to be such a whiner?"
Mack looked down at the gym floor to hide the flush rising on his face. Fucking Keller. Wasn't even one of them, but Vern always took his side. Lit up all happy whenever he was around.
Who the hell was this guy, anyway?
"Yeah, yeah." Vern took a deep breath before beginning his next set.
"But..." Mack started to protest.
"Enough!" Vern exhaled and let the bar settle back down in its cradles with a metallic rattle. "Christ, Mark, when did you get to be such a whiner?"
Mack looked down at the gym floor to hide the flush rising on his face. Fucking Keller. Wasn't even one of them, but Vern always took his side. Lit up all happy whenever he was around.
Who the hell was this guy, anyway?