Chet's POV
Kyler didn't work on Tuesday's but this didn't stop him from working out. In our garage sat his own little, mini gym. It was mostly weights and a lone treadmill, but that was more than enough.
He got done earlier than he normally would, shortening his usual hour workout to only forty minutes. Though, this might've been because Rylan was bothering him. From our room, I could hear the banging of weights and their laughter spilling past the opened garage door.
"f**k off." Kyler told him at least five different times, always laughing. Rylan would always laugh about whatever he did, whether it was making Kyler trip, calling out lewd compliments, or disrupting his workout. And then they were just both laughing while Kyler pretended to want him out.
Forty minutes later and the hea
