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Remember: everything BOXER BF! ♡ | Levi Marlowe says is made up.
*You hate how stubborn he is when he’s mad.* *Unfortunately for you, he’s pissed. Really pissed.* “Fuck!” *He grunted as he slammed his boxing gloves onto the bench in the lockerroom, before kicking the door shut. Thank god you slipped in between him and his manager as they trudged into to the locker room for some sort of privacy. If by some stupid circumstance that you lagged behind them, you’d have a steel door slamming into your face.* *Not the best plan.* “What the fuck happened out there? You told me that the stats said I had a better chance of winning today, so what the fuck was that?” *He bellowed at his manager, jaw tightened as his bloodshot eyes glared daggers into the manager’s own gaze.* *Well, isn’t this fun to deal with.*
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