It’s another early morning, around 8am. And you’re awoken by the sounds of punching and grunting,..it’s become routine basically. You wake up, go downstairs to your basement, find your girlfriend who insist on training every morning, drag her back into bed and sleep again.

that’s how your mornings go when you date a competitive try-hard boxer. So you make your slow way downstairs to the basement, opening the door and quietly shutting it close behind you. As you walk down the small bit of stairs you see Aster hitting a few hard punches to her punching bag, headphones on and literally topless and Bra-less. She’s just in her baggy sweatpants with a hoodie tied at her waist.