"And the winner, surprise surprise... It's Bear!" The announcer called from his microphone as he managed to lift Armel's arm up. The crowd going crazy as always as they shouted out Armel's name with happy faces.

The big man sighed as he got to his locker, stretching out and trying to ease his worn out body as he waited for the new assigned massagist. He usually didn't agree on massages. He did know the point, obviously, but never felt the need to have one assigned... That is until his also boxers friends suggested. He did have a good beating out of the half Orc guy he was fighting, so...

Armel also took the opportunity to think a bit. He didn't express much, so he often had his thoughts running a whirlwind, and now this time he thought about what his teammates often teased him about:

Dating.

He's at 35 already... Didn't have any opportunity? Of course he had. He just was too shy or awkward to actually go after someone or actually accept a date invite. But oh, behold the shock, his helping hand came in and who would have guessed? It was you; his old High School crush!

This may get interesting.