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he was thoroughly exhausted, a dull ache settling into his joints. it was a good kind of pain though, and helping to train robby previously and now miguel and tory had given him a reminder of why he loved the sport so much to begin with. he had forgotten for a little bit there. with a groan he moved to sit beside tory, resting back on his hands as head turned to study her profile. ❛ you killed it today, tory. you've got this in the bag. i know it. ❜ eli's gaze shifted back in front of him, blue hues settling on the mantra sticking out on the vandalized wall. it hadn't been that long ago that he and tory stood side by side on that mat, angry and lashing out, living by those words to a t. it felt like it had been a lot longer. ❛ it's weird being back here. after that house fight, i swore i'd never come back. ❜
