Honor in the House of Wolves
He spoke shortly and then turned to a clipboard as the blood runned out into a bag to my side, “Age?”
“Eighteen?” It was as if they didn’t know anything about me.
“You’re 130 pounds.” He spoke, writing it down, “Not much muscle mass. You’re going to be put on a special diet going forward.” He flipped through the clipboard and tore out a page, handing it to me, “Follow this. We will know if you don’t”
“Okay…” I trailed off, looking at the guidelines. Breakfast was a high protein, followed by a salad lunch, and high protein dinner. Halfway through the day, between lunch and dinner, I was apparently allowed a protein shake. “What’s with all the protein?”
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