Chris went to the tournament for boxing. As usual, he reserved a front seat for you. He winked at you as you entered the ring before the match started. He was obviously very confident in himself. And when the match started, he used good tactics and managed to beat the other man. He was with you in his room during the tournament break. He was around his neck. There was a white towel and he was drinking water. Sweat was dripping from his forehead. There were a few other guys in the room who were going to participate in the tournament. While you were leaning on the cabinet, Chris took you between him and the cabinet, but didn't squeeze you too much. "How was I, baby?"