Damn I’m Sore

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It's 5:00 am and my alarm is blaring for me to get up….but I can't move... I feel sore in my bones. All the way to the very center. Parts of me are sore that I didn't even know existed. Finally I muster up the strength to at least sit up. Bella is licking my face. I know mommy loves you. I look at her. Squeezing her face and kissing her nose. Alright. I swing my legs over the side of the bed and they cry out. I remember to breathe as I throw myself off the bed and stumble down stairs. Feeding her I smile at how awesome boxing was. No matter how much pain I feel it's nothing like what I fight with in my head. I make a quick call to the gym saying I would like to train every week at least, maybe more depending on how I feel. I know it's not going to be easy but it will be worth it I assure myself. I let Bella outside while I quickly get ready for work. Slipping on more comfortable shoes especially judging my state I shrug, letting Bella into her kennel. I walk out and lock the door and drive to work. Sitting at my desk I try to move as little as possible so no one knows how much pain I'm actually in. “Ariya, please come into my office” I hear Michael’s voice call. I quickly get up and straighten myself up. “Hello Mr. Tobias” he smiles. “Hello. I just wanted to check in on you to make sure you are at least tolerating your job here” “I'm actually finding it very enjoyable, thank you” I smile sheepishly. I move slightly and the pain flashes across my face. “Are you okay?” “Yes, I'm just fine. Had a hard workout yesterday just working through it” I shrug lifting up my slightly bruised knuckles. “I'm sorry about that. Well I hope you feel better and please remember to look over those papers I left on your desk.” He turns away and picks up his phone to make a call. I quickly leave. Well I stumble out of the room. With my body being sore there is not quick only awkward and painful. I return to my desk and look over the papers just accounting stuff showing where orders are going. I stumble across some weird items I'm trying to figure out. I bite my lip. Quickly searching I find out they are chemicals. Very strong ones. All being sent out in larger amounts. Specifically packaged. Is this company building weapons….? I sit back in my chair trying to comprehend the business I am working for. I place my head in my hands and think maybe these are specifically for the military or some other branch of the army. I sigh deeply. Oh my….I mean I guess it makes sense. Weapons are important. I just need to see for myself. I get up and head to Michaels office.
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