In the Gym-OTA
Nicky stood in the gym sweat building on his face. He'd been in there pounding on the heavy bag for well over an hour just letting out his rage and frustration. Everything was falling apart around him and he didn't know what to do about it. Even though he'd heard his father was in the infirmary he hadn't been able to get in there. He was scared to death of what his father actually being where a doctor could tend to him meant.
He'd stripped off a few of his layers just wearing his pants and a t-shirt. Nicky had felt restrained by all the extra clothing. It frustrated him that he couldn't do anything. He thought it was better that he pound out his rage in the gym than suddenly take out some of the guards.
He'd stripped off a few of his layers just wearing his pants and a t-shirt. Nicky had felt restrained by all the extra clothing. It frustrated him that he couldn't do anything. He thought it was better that he pound out his rage in the gym than suddenly take out some of the guards.