David's POV:
I went to grab my mate Sarah from the gym, and I found her in the boxing ring. She was up against Kevin, who was close to twice her weight. He was throwing Sarah a few jabs that either blocked or dodged. Kevin wasn't giving her many openings to put in a jab herself. Finally, one jab connected with my mate's face.
“I'll plan you a lovely funeral, Kevin, with full honors,” I called to him. Kevin looked at me long enough for Sarah to uppercut him in the chin. Poor Kevin fell on his backside as I stood there laughing.
Sarah threw her mouth guard at me in anger. “I don't need your help!”
“I know,” I forced out between chuckles. “But the look on his face was priceless.”
She got out of the ring and walked over with her boxing gloves out towards me. “I assume you are here to gr
