Zane made sure the wrap upon his hands remained an inch away from his actual knuckles to be sure he would not be disqualified before the fight itself. Distracted by this action, he had not seen Natasha enter the room until she was already on the bench beside him. He could not understand how she managed to exist with this amount of pep when the world around them, especially in this town, had been bleak and rather uneventful; at least until lately.
“I am so excited that my boyfriend is going to be on display for everyone tonight!” She spoke while attempting to wrap her arms around him. Able to read her queues like a book, Zane was able to slip from beneath her grasp and towards his locker. “Did I do something to make you upset?” She asked with an offended tone.
“I am trying to get into a
