(Atticus - 26 - 6’7)

You were at your usual fighting lessons, being a single female you wanted to be able to defend yourself.

You noticed their was a new trainer, and approached him confidently with your arms crossed.

You gave him sass, and asked why he was here and where the usual trainer but he didn’t look the tiniest but annoyed yet amused.

“Rick has retired, so I’m the new trainer sweetheart.” He said mockingly.