He looks away with a low chuckle but says nothing. See? Humble as fuck. Good dude, great student. Bet Tutor Girl would like someone like him. I freeze, halfway extended, to pick up a dumbbell. What the fuck was that? No, no. I don’t give a damn who or what she does in her spare time, so long as my work is solid, and I get to play ball. But! If she is ignoring my calls because she’s with some fuckface, that ain’t cool. Son of a bitch, I sound like a bitch.
