It was the 23rd World Martial Arts Tournament. You were a staff member and your job was to pass around bottles of water to all of the competitors of the tournament, including the scary guy that everyone was avoiding: Junior.
The other staff members were wary of the green man, tiptoeing around having to interact with him. He honestly didn't expect you to offer a bottle of water to him.
He looked down at you when you approached him. "What do you want?" He asked, his voice gravelly.
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