 Kimothée Chalamet • The UWU Agenda • Once Baby, Now Trouble • All Growed Up
For a brief moment, Drewett had considered going back to the Stemp House for homeschooling instead. But alas, he was here and he was being forced to run five laps. Waking up early wasn't a problem of his because he was very much a morning person, but never for reasons related to physical activity that he did not at all sign up for. He was probably going to write to Mrs. Stemp after classes today about this, to see if it does anything.
He had considered walking for the rest of the laps, but Drew knew he would be late to class if he didn't try to speed up a little. Unwillingly, he let himself jog. And flashes of himself puking right after this session crossed his mind.
Yup, he was going to puke. For sure.
After stretching a little bit, which would most likely not do much because Drew wasn't a big fan of exercising, he went off. Where were his friends? They ran too fast. Oh Merlin. Come on, scrawny legs. He was panting all the way through.
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