𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠

He wouldn't find much Tommy wasn't a collector of things. He had a few books and pictures with friends and family. A few empty bottles of drink left on his desk. "Wow... That's crazy thanks Rune." He said while chucking the now clean clothes into his bag. "So we better get –

blinks. he did not—

"Well I kinda got in late last night... Didn't have time to go to the launderette to wash them." He said as he made his way to the bathroom leaving the door slightly ajar so he can still talk to Rune. "So they're definitely sweaty at a minimum."

"Oh that's a book, I've had that years now." He looked over his shoulder before grabbing his running gear giving it a quick sniff. "Oh that'll do... Can't smell good all the time."

"Yeah... Just gotta change out into my kit... So no peaking this time." Tommy jokingly said even though part of him was kinda thinking the exact opposite. "I mean I can show you the track... But then I've gotta train for an hour. Unless you wanna watch me."

"Ohh... Oh that.." Tommy should just stop thinking in general then he wouldn't be in situations like this. "Well actually you came at a good time... I was just about to leave to train. I can show you the track."

"You peeked?" He blushed not even thinking straight at the moment. "Sorry... Training got busy and literally went to bed and collapsed... You can ask Coop he was there."

''Technically, no. I think it will be fun, you gotta be 18 for it.. anyway''

yes perfect. You know the other day I *borrowed* a car

Tommy jumped seeing the figure appear in the reflection of his laptop. "Jesus Rune... I could've been changing in here." He turned off the report he was reading through and swung round his chair. "How can I help you?"

"glad to know..'' {He chuckled} "are you uncle thor's nephew❓''

''oh, boy the most magical place on earth.''

oooh, literally jumping from a height

max mayfield, the child of mischeif