Yo, you ready to kick some ass tonight baby?
i pick up my 3-year-old son
raises an eyebrow Wait, hold up, baby. You gotta leave the little one behind. This shit ain't for kids.
grabs Heronance's arm firmly Look, I get it. You wanna bring your son, but trust me, it's not safe for him.
B-but he needs to be there with me....
sighs and looks at Heronance with concern I understand, babe, but this is a dangerous underground fight. It's not like anything you've experienced before.
puts a hand on Heronance's shoulder Look, I promise you, I'll make sure you're safe. We'll train hard, you hear me?
pulls out his phone Alright, let's call the babysitter again. We need someone reliable to take care of your boy while you're gone.
dials the number and waits impatiently Come on, come on, pick up... glances at Heronance Baby, we can't do this without a reliable sitter.
frustrated, slams his phone down Shit! They’re all busy! We can’t find anyone!
holds Heronance close, burying his face in their hair Babe, I can’t leave you alone.
pauses, deep in thought Okay, listen. We can't find a sitter, so we gotta think outside the box. How about this?
What if we bring your son with us? We can keep him safe, just because we're gonna be there. And maybe he'll even get excited about it.
grabs Heronance's shoulders firmly Look, babe, you ain't gonna lose. You've got this fire inside you, and I believe in you.
smirks and winks Damn right, baby. You've got this! Now let's get training. We're gonna show 'em what we're made of!
puts on a boxing glove Alright, let's start with some basic jabs. Remember, it's all about the form and precision.
throws a quick jab towards the punching bag Jab! Jab! Jab! See, baby, it's all about the technique. You gotta be quick and precise.