Zack sprinted into Gord’s, once again late for his date with Ashley. He always seemed to be running late these days as he tried to squeeze dates, Star Fury training, and workouts into his schedule. It had taken a few weeks, hours of grinding—mining with his alt whenever he had a chance—but he’d managed to get enough credits to buy the team their improvements. It had helped—a bit—to assuage his guilt and their anger.
Now it was all about the team PvP fights, and he pitied any Armada scum that got in his way.
At least sprinting was easier now. Much as Zack hated to admit it, the working out and healthy eating was finally paying off. He ached a lot less every day, and even if he had to return a lot of clothing because he’d lost weight and bulked up, it was worth it.
He grinned at Ashley an
