Kane’s POV
I’m pretty damn proud of myself as I lug my full bag toward Zuri, my smirk widening as I see her half full one in her hands.
‘I told you that I’m competitive’ I call out, lifting my bag to her.
The organiser smiles as she eyes it, ‘that you are’ she agrees, ‘shame it’s not as competitive as me’ she adds, waving behind her to a second, overflowing bag of trash that I completely missed as I approached.
‘What the hell?’ I mutter, I went like I steam train, how the f.uck did she outdo me?
Zuri giggles, pressing her thumb and finger to her forehead in an L for loser.
‘OK, fine, you win’ I groan reluctantly, as she laughs harder at me, doing a little shimmy in victory.
Stalking past her, I grab the full bag in my other hand and start walking back to where everyone else is start
