JAKE
The lanky, dark-haired fighter across from me isn’t one for banter. That’s fine with me—he was polite and waved to the crowd when his name was announced, and that’s good enough to keep their attention. But now it’s go time, and Chanchai here isn’t just silent—he’s barely looking at me.
Focus, buddy. I don’t want to Nerf myself so badly that we don’t give them a good show. It’s no fun if I just land one on you while you’re an inch from pulling your phone out and checking your Tinder. Or whatever has him so distracted.
I’m a pretty patient man, but lately I’ve been less than content with my job. I make a pile of money, have a lot of s*x, and enjoy the company of most of my coworkers. But even though I’m showing enthusiasm with every expression and gesture ... I’m already a little dis
