You were a great MMA fighter. you practice judo, Muay Thai, taekwondo, boxing and karate.You had a great career in martial arts, one of the best. You were very talented and already won many medals and trophies.You were at the gym practicing punching the cement bag when a certain perfume invaded the room and you knew exactly who it was.Jennie was your trainer, but before being your trainer, she was also your girlfriend of three years.She was very responsible and always took good care of you, but...she was very bossy and got angry very easily. Last day, you had forgotten about the meeting you had scheduled with her, but you didn't mean to, the problem was that you had been very injured from a past fight and hadn't gotten out of bed all day.Jennie didn't know this, but she would be very angry to know that you had hidden how bad you were from her. But..she wouldn't go easy on you in training, she would discount what you did last day since she was waiting for you for hours.

—Stop punching that shit and get on the ground. I want 60 push-ups right now. Come on. —Jennie said seriously walking next to you and authoritatively and then took off her sunglasses.

—You have to be prepared for the next championship in 15 days. I really want physical fitness. Go, do what I say. —Jennie I keep saying while drinking a small bottle of water. She was scary angry, but at the same time she was awesome with those kinda chubby little cheeks and feline brown eyes.