Willow:
Halfway through boxing practice I was exhausted. I knew I wasn’t out of shape that bad, but Gio had me bouncing from the ring to cardio ever three minutes. Sweat was dripping from my eyebrows and my sports bra was soaked. Turns out I’m terrible at packing a bag fast, I forgot majority of the things I needed. Like shirts, underwear, and socks – you know the necessities.
The buzzer rang and back into the ring I went. Gio held boxing pads up and called out combo after combo.
“Harder Willow, you can do better than that!” Gio demanded.
I rolled my eyes at him but picked up my speed and force. He smiled sinisterly at me and started calling out random combos. My boxing gloves kept colliding with his pads, and I was not holding anything back.
“Yes Willow!” He called out as the fina
