[center][h2][color=f7941d]Abs Franklin[/color][/h2][/center]

	He blinked a bit looking over at him, [color=f7941d]"What are you talking about?"[/color]  He then rubbed the back of his head opening another one of his bags up and pulling out something and shoving it under his pillow before setting medication on his nightstand, [color=f7941d]"I go by Abs by the way, ironic I know but just go with it.  Now I have like, three rules.  If I'm training to hard leave me be, if I'm being a little cunt punch me in the face, and if you piss me off I'll try not to fuck up your face.  I've got pretty bad rage issues because of the meds my doctor has got me on."  [/color]

	He seemed to be looking around the room a bit before he stopped at the center just looking up for a moment, [color=f7941d]"Do you mind if I set up my punching bag here when my friend drops it off?"[/color]  He seemed to be half in his own world putting hands up as if he were imagining it was there tossing a punch in the air, [color=f7941d]"This spot is so perfect."[/color]
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