TwentyNine
Sitting at the dining table I scan through all the fighters jotting down each of their strengths and weaknesses. Some of them I have encountered before so it is easier to know what the outcome of our fight will be although that was some time ago so they could have improved. Nonetheless I know that I would be able to win against them. Looking at the last person on the list he is just a scrawny kid, and it looks like it is his first time fighting in here. Mike shuffles away from the bedroom moving out of my sight I hear the kettle being filled up before it starts to boil. A coffee cup is softly placed next to me where there isn’t paper scattered across the table. Sitting down he shuffles through the paper reading through than adding titbits of information that I either forgot or didn’t know
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