"Keep up, keep up! What's the difference between this and walking? If someone ever really tries to grab you, at your speed, they'd get you every single time!" Evan Keller slowed his pace to stay beside Zoe Sawyer.
Seeing her listless state, his tone was one of sheer frustration.
'This sluggish pace... If it were one of those brats on my team, I would've kicked them in the ass by now!'
"Captain Keller, it's not like I'm on steroids or something. For a couch potato like me, just being able to last this long is already a huge accomplishment." Zoe Sawyer shot Evan Keller a weary glare.
She was just a humble novelist who would lie down if she could avoid sitting, and could spend a whole day in bed.
'Being able to keep up with their runs for a whole week is already huge progress!'
'This is like trying to force a plant to grow by pulling on it!'
