AGNAR'S POV
“Are you thinking about the fight with that f**k-wad?” Etienne asked from beside me, and I jolted back into the present.
“What?”
“I said, are you thinking about the fight right now?” He asked, still lifting a dumbbell in an up and down motion.
Of all the available space in this gym, he chose to exercise right in front of me, but I didn't comment on that.
“And why the hell do you think I'm thinking about a fight?” I asked him.
“Because.”
“Because what?”
“Because this has to be your most purposeful battle ever.”
“What do you mean by purposeful battle, Etienne? Do you mean to say I get into fights just for the sake of it?”
He sighed, placed the dumbbell down, and sat down on the stool beside me.
“You know what I mean.”
“I'm afraid I don't, Etienne.”
“We've fought a l
