Archer drank from his sports drink while panting heavily. Sweat dripped down his temples and neck after the intense training. He had to go through twice the usual drills because of his previous non-attendance, and his muscles were already screaming from the extra laps and conditioning the coach had made him do.
He wiped his face with the towel hanging around his neck and leaned back against the bench, trying to catch his breath.
"Yo, Capt! Have you seen this one already?" Dmitri asked as he walked over and sat beside Archer on the bench.
Archer glanced at him, still breathing heavily. Dmitri had his phone in his hand, looking unusually amused.
"What?" Archer asked, his brows furrowing slightly as he took another sip from his drink.
Dmitri grinned mischievously.
"Seems like the Captai
