sugary sweet Evil Pastry Lady
Ivan walked into the defense training room in a right mood after his little argument with Lexi. He either needed to work out or he needed to beat up something or someone whichever came first.
He always lived by his, he is a lover not a fighter, motto. There was no question though that he could probably beat anyone...well except maybe James. Boy had more training than Miles' body guard...well probably not Bothari was more intimidating.
Walking straight over to the punching bag and stuff he spotted James and Mia there. Great. Just great. And James was where he wanted to be right now. Not stopping though he nudged James out of the way so he didn't hurt him with his left arm before reaching back and slamming his right hand into the punching bag and then his left watching in satisfaction as it swung.
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