Bar Quarrel-1

700 Words

JAX'S POV -- Dawn had the sky erupting in color as I stepped into the building, my equipment bag a weight in my hand. It was still empty in the early morning, and also the very best time to start practice. Two hours early. Two hours and ten minutes if I'm being exact. On the way to the locker room, I take out the keys that I took from home. Keys that Victoria had left lying around, though it was the spare one that was now clutched in my palm. I stop in front of her office door, slide the key into the hole and unlock it, slipping inside although there's no one around to see me. I drop my equipment bag on the floor next to me as I sit in her chair, leaning down to my bag and pull papers out, stamping them with her stamp. Staring at the small stack, a feeling of accomplishment fills me. I

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