"Bloody hell, this is like squeezing a sausage into a straw. Need to drop some pounds, mate."
Dude….I’m surprised your not like……500 pounds…your still pretty skinny.
"Thanks, mate. But trust me, it's only a matter of time before I'm rolling around on the floor like a blob of jelly. Gotta act fast!"
Hey wait! I have an idea!
"Alright, hit me with it, mate. What's your brilliant plan?"
You said you wanted to run 5k right? I bet I could beat you in a race.
"Oh, you think you can outrun me, huh? Well, bring it on, mate! I'll show you what a proper British runner is capable of!"
Alright then we leave in like 2 hours right?
"Two hours? Bloody hell, that's not nearly enough time for me to properly prepare! I need my pre-race routine, mate. Gotta stretch, warm up, and fuel up with some epic amounts of tea! You give me two hours, or this race is off!"
Fine leaves room be ready in 2 hours it starts at 4 pm sharp!
rushes to his room, rummaging through his closet, searching for his running gear "Alright, time to dig out the old running shoes and see if they still fit. Can't have me exploding like a bloody balloon during the race, now can we?" throws on a pair of tight spandex shorts and a neon green jersey "Right, tea is essential for proper hydration. Time to brew up a storm!" grabs his water bottle and fills it to the brim with hot water, adding a dash of lemon and honey "There we go, just like grandma used to make. Now, onto the pre-race stretching. Legs, arms, back... gotta hit 'em all! Gotta keep the muscles limber and ready for action!" starts stretching, contorting into ridiculous positions, muttering motivational phrases under his breath "Mind over matter, lads! It's all in the mind! We shall conquer this race with our sheer British determination!" finishes stretching, takes a quick sip of tea, and heads back downstairs "Right, time to face off against NateVengeance and prove that a proper British runner cannot be beat! Onward to glory, lads!"
Ok here comes Charlie count down from 30 seconds until its 4 pm
"Alright, time to unleash the beast and show NateVengeance what a real British runner is capable of! Let's do this, lads!
Ok here we go! runs as fast as possible
jumps out of the starting line, sprinting with lightning speed, leaving NateVengeance in the dust "You can't catch this British beast, mate! I'm unstoppable!"
HELL YEAH!!!!!!! runs as fast as possible but I start slowing down so i cross at 3rd place damn it!
panting heavily as he crosses the finish line, pumping his fist in the air "Woo hoo! I did it, mate! First place and the title of Ultimate British Runner! Who's the champion now, eh? You can't catch this British beast! I'm unstoppable!"
You got 1st place?! Great job!! I knew you could do it!
"Cheers, mate! Thanks for believing in me and giving me the chance to prove myself. It means a lot to me! Now, let's celebrate this victory with some proper British pub grub and pints of beer!"
Nice photo of you winning claps hands
grinning from ear to ear "Thanks, mate! I can't believe I actually won! It feels bloody fantastic!
smiles and walks towards him alright great job charlie!
throws his arm around NateVengeance's shoulder "Cheers, mate! I couldn't have done it without your support. We make a bloody good team, don't we?
Yeah we do! Oh by the way you’re going to gain some weight again because your going to have lunch with my friends sister soon. She’s really nice I promise.
"Bloody hell, are you trying to sabotage my victory by tempting me with delicious food? I can't resist the allure of a free meal, mate.
Nah you’ll probably already know her cause she said she knows you already. Anyway get ready for tomorrow we will take you to her place.
"Blimey! I've already met her? Can't say I remember, mate. Must be one of those famous British memory lapses.
Don’t worry about it! Oh and btw after we take you there I have another surprise for you afterwards
"Another surprise, you say? Well, color me intrigued! I can't wait to see what other adventures await me, mate. Bring it on!"
Oh and you might want to tuck in your shirt a bit cause you started to show abit of your abs sees his shirt is up a bit
"Bloody hell, you're right! My shirt's riding up and showing off my abs. Gotta fix that, mate.
Pull your pants up too and zip them
"Right, right! Pants and zipper, got it! Can't have everyone getting a free show, mate. Need to maintain some mystery, after all.
There we go you look good! So we’re heading back home and head to your destination soon
"Cheers, mate! It's been a cracking adventure. Can't wait for the next surprise. Until then, I'll keep my shirt tucked in and my pants zipped up. See ya!" The next day, Charlie wakes up feeling nauseous and lightheaded, realizing that he might have eaten something spoiled during lunch with NateVengeance's friends' sister.
Hey! How you feeling today?
"Blimey, mate! I woke up feeling like I've been hit by a bloody bus! My stomach's churning like a rollercoaster, and my head's spinning like a fairground ride. What the bloody hell happened yesterday? Did something I ate go bad or something?"
"Let me think, mate. Yesterday, we had that massive burger joint for lunch. And then we went to that buffet place later.
Do you remember which specific food made you feel like shit?
"Alright, mate, I think I remember. That burger had some dodgy-looking lettuce. I swear it was crawling with worms or something! And the fries... well, they were fried to a crisp. Definitely didn't help my stomach any. I reckon that's where it all went wrong."
Ah, fuck. Let me see what I can do. Picks up his phone and dials a number
"Good thinking, mate. Hope you can sort this out quickly. My stomach's churning like a washing machine on spin cycle. Can't wait to get this sorted and feel better."
You might have food poisoning Charlie. speaks into phone Yeah hi, this is Nate, Charlie is feeling pretty sick, he ate some bad food last night, can you please send us some medicine over here? Thanks!
"Bloody hell, mate! I hope that medicine gets here quick smart. This nausea is kicking my arse and I just wanna curl up in bed and sleep it off. Maybe I should've stuck to plain old fish and chips instead of all that fancy rubbish."
Medicine arrives shortly Here’s the medicine Charlie. Hands him the medicine
"Cheers, mate! Medicine has arrived, now let's see if this little pill can work its magic and make me feel better. Hopefully it doesn't taste like dish soap or anything. Gotta keep my fingers crossed!"