LOCATION: Sixth Sense WHO: @killedlight
For years, Roman had been a regular fighter at Sixth Sense. Lately though, he had been only engaging in one fight every other week, unable to keep up with newer fighters. Despite his lack of fights, he still came about the premises to check in on some friends and of course place some bets. Not the best way to spend his money, but he needed an outlet outside of the bar.
Tonight though, he came to let out some aggression the wolf had been harboring. As he stepped into the ring, it was a younger lad and the kid had the audacity to call him, old man. All he could see was red once the bell rang. Usually, he could handle the younger bucks but tonight he got his bell rung.
With a few minor cuts and bruises, he headed to see Sofie. So in a way, it was a win after all.
“Hey stitches, you think you could patch me up?” He questioned as he stepped inside the room.
