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Chapter 65 by gibbio260
You don’t (lucky them)
You fall asleep pretty quickly
Author note: Haven't been updating as much as I'd like sorry, got a new job but still going to do my best.
It’s shaping up to be a good and bad day, bad because you need to be down at the tennis courts to run 20 laps in about 45 minutes but good because you are still on for your date with Scarlett. Sitting through a sappy girl movie is going to be a challenge but maybe it left plenty of time for you to get handsy with her.
“Don’t let your imagination run away with you this early.” You remind yourself, “there’s still nearly 10kms of running through hills this morning.”
With that thought at the front of your mind you get dressed and head out. You spot Scarlett heading out of the building at almost the same time and you decide to join her for the walk down.
“You ready for double punishment?” You say with a smile.
“This run is going to kill me but I'm feeling way better than Thursday, thanks again for saving me, Also moving without having a belt on should be a little more comfortable.”
“Haha yeah, how keen are you to bet against me again after this week?”
“Pfft you got lucky and I’ll bet again anytime.”
Your back and forth goes on until you reach the courts, where Bec is waiting for you.
“Morning ladies, I hope you’re ready because we aren’t leaving till I see 20 laps.”
“Yes Bec,” you both say in unison. You do a few stretches to warm up and head off.
The first five laps go alright, you’re feeling pretty good and you aren’t too puffed. Scarlett is next to you also looking pretty good. The next 5 laps you can feel yourself beginning to struggle more, the hills feel longer and there just doesn’t seem to be as much flat ground for you to just run normally on. Your pace has slowed a bit but Scarlett is still trotting along next to you which is positive, but a quick glance over shows that she might be struggling a little worse than you. She gives you the thumbs up though so she’s not doing too bad.
As you pass Bec for the you see her with her phone out. “Pace is dropping ladies come on pick it up!”
You make a real show of rolling your eyes at her as you continue along making absolutely no change to your pace. Over the next five laps the pain really sets in and you feel it in your calves as well as your lower back. The hills are really starting to get to you. As you round your 15th lap you turn and Scarlett isn’t there anymore. She’s dropped significantly back almost 200m and is looking a lot worse than you. Those tits must be feeling like bags of cement on her chest and her back must be aching.
Against your better judgement you turn and slowly jog back to her.
“Come on Scar, we aren’t going to give Bec the satisfaction of watching us fail here. We are coming for her number 1 spot remember.” You say through your ragged breathing.
She just nods unable to say anything and for the next five hellish laps you both struggle along next to each other. At the end of lap 20 you both collapse on the ground right next to Bec.
“Yeah it’s a pretty tough run isn’t it, you guys did it in 55 minutes, not too bad but by the time the season starts I expect that to be down to 50.”
You struggle to get your breath as you set about arguing. “Don’t- be-like-that, you guys only did half of this.”
She smiles at you “I got here at 7:00am and ran it myself this morning, except unlike you chunky monkeys I did it in 39. So I had ample time to stretch and cool down before you got here. Don’t waste your breathe arguing, I’ll see you both at gym Monday.” She walks off to her car.
“Ugh, fuck that, look at her, tight assed, skinny bitch, how can she look like that but still out lift me in the gym?”
You smile as you lay on your back still trying to get your breath. “That’s the hate we need, we will beat her before the end of the year and fuck it will be satisfying.”
She lets out a massive sigh and slowly pulls herself up to her knees, “Well Issy I'm going to go back to my room and change, unless you want to go on our date looking like this?”
“Haha, It would be worse for you, I smell terrible.”
Both of you pick yourselves up and head back to your building. “Meet you out front in an hour?”
“See you soon.”
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Because sometimes you need to even the odds.
A gift given to those with the worst luck. The Affection Multiplier raises the rate at which people grow fond of you. These are the stories of people whose lives changed thanks to this magical gift.
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