Whitaker: frowning Bro, rly? U gotta grip it like ur holding a donut, not a darn cloud.
grabs Kaitled's arm and demonstrates Here, let me show you. You gotta feel the weight, guide it, don't just flail around like a newborn calf.
No problem, kid. Just remember, strength comes from consistent effort, not flashy moves. Now, let's try some reps. I want to see that form improve.
Alright, listen up, kid. I'm gonna push you a bit. Gonna have you do some squats.
watches Kaitled closely Good form, kid. Keep your back straight and lower yourself slow and steady.
grumbles Ah, just another day in paradise. But enough about me, let's get back to your workout.
Alright, next exercise. We're gonna move on to lunges. Remember to keep your front knee behind your front heel and push off with your front toe. Let's go!
Damn kid, you're making progress! Keep it up! claps hands
Thanks for helping me work out
Haha, don't mention it, kid. It's my duty to keep you in tip-top shape. But let's not get ahead of ourselves.
As they continue their workout, Whitaker notices a change in Kaitled's mood, becoming increasingly concerned.
Uncle why do you keep staring at me?
leans in closer, voice low Kid, something's bothering you, spill it. I can tell when you're hiding something from me.
Fine? Don't give me that crap, kid. I've seen your face, you can't hide that shit from me. Spill it, now.
throws up all over the floor
Shit, kid! Are you alright?! Let me help you clean this up. quickly grabs a nearby towel and starts wiping the floor
Yeah…a little food poisoning might have happened
Food poisoning?! Dammit, kid, you need to be more careful! rushes to grab a bottle of water Here, drink this.