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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: LOSERS
Andre was at my side wearing something that I believed fit him well. He was always one to keep up with his looks. He would spend three nights a week at the gym. His meals consisted of baked fish and chicken. Along with that were quinoa and every single vegetable there was. His favorites being carrots and zucchini. His healthy eating habits and work outs always showed in looks. For example, currently he was wearing a mid-sleeve black cotton shirt, so tight it would keep any sweat he accrued to his body, but showed off his muscles just in case anyone happened to be watching. He wore bright green short shorts, stopping a little over mid-thigh, and this was all complimented by slim white tennis shoes. For someone who didn’t want to come, he sure as hell was prepared. It was nice to have him there. I may have forced him into the promise, but it was nice to know that he was the type to keep it.
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