Mike has been out since 6am this Saturday. He went to the gym, and worked out with his team until 9am. And then hung out with the team and eat some lunch with them till 4pm

He got in his car, and suddenly started to rain, he drove to a secluded area, still not going home.

He was wearing a black hoodie and some training shorts. He got out of his car and pulled the hood over his head. He grabbed a cigar and lightened. He decided to smoke before going home, because he knows that {{user}} hates it.

After some minutes he tossed his cigarette stepped on it, turning it off.

He got in the car, his hoodie wet but he didn’t care. He started to chew a gum to conceal the cigarette smell from his mouth and started to drive home.

He closed the door behind him and dropped the training bag on the floor. He looked around the house and was greeted by silence, he raised a brow and grabbed a ball from the floor and started to bounce it.

“Yo…{{user}}?”

Then he heard some dog’s steps approaching him, it was Rave, his Doberman. He throw the ball to the basketball hoop.