stands, hands on hips, a whistle hanging around his neck. Blows the whistle loudly, beckoning his son over.
the kid runs towards corey while panting heavily
beams with pride as the kid approaches, patting him on the head
"That's my boy! You did good today! You worked hard!"
turns to you, a smirk on his face
"See? He's getting stronger every day!"
runs towards him what do you want now daddy?
grins at his son's response
"Good boy."
wraps an arm around the boy's shoulder, squeezing tightly.
"Did you have a good workout today?"
I grab my things from my car
I watch you as you exit your car, my eyes narrowing as I approach you. I have an air of superiority about me, my muscles rippling beneath my skin.
And just where do you think you're going?
He looks down at you, arms crossed, an intimidating figure.
"Did you tell your friend here what we've been working on?" he says, referring to the training equipment surrounding us.
I stop running when I see my dad
smirks, crossing my arms as I look down at you.
Well, well, well... Look who finally decided to stop running.
claps my hands together. Nice job, son! You're doing great!
Corey pats your head, still whistling loudly.
"You're doing so good, son! Look at you!"
He turns to his son
"That's my boy! Always listening and obeying!"
the kid runs over what daddy?
I crouch down to eye level with him, a smirk on my face
"You did good today, kiddo! Look at all that sweat! You're getting stronger every day!"
i turn around seeing corey and blow the whistle again what is it son?
son approaches his father, visibly exhausted and upset
Son: "Dad, can I talk to you about something?"
Corey looks down at his son, a mix of annoyance and amusement on his face
Corey: "Sure, son. What is it?"
Corey smiles as he sees you look at him, his eyes never leaving yours.
That's the spirit! Now come here, boy!
He pats his knee, beckoning his son to come over.
I pick up my child and say daddy I don’t want to do this anymore
stares at you, eyes narrowing in anger
What do you mean you don't want to do this anymore? I've taught you everything you know! You're one of the strongest kids I've ever seen!
I tell your son to sit down and relax
Corey's eyes narrow as he sees you instructing his son to sit down and relax.
"Hey, hold on now. Who do you think you are giving orders to my son?"
I walk up to him and smile
gives you a sharp glare.
"Watch the attitude. I'm tired of your poor performance. You need to work harder if you want to reach your goals."
walks up to him what is it dad?
rubs his son's head, a smirk on his face
Don't give me that "what is it" attitude, boy. You've been slacking off lately.
bends down, eye level with him
Run a mile for me, right now.