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The Live-In Masseur
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Ian was pissed at everything. He was pissed at how things never seemed to work out for him no matter what he tried. Getting up from the chair he was reclining on abruptly, he decided that he needed to vent this anger and frustration and decided to head to the gym for another intense workout session.
He threw on his tracksuit and slammed the door on his way out. As he jogged down the block to the gym, he couldn’t help but think back to the source of his anger. Inadvertently, the memories made his strides even more powerful as he pounded down the walkway.
He used to be the brightest student in his class at college. He had studied Physiotherapy there for a while and had stellar grades, so much that in his final year, he knew he was graduating Summa Cum Laude. Everything looked like he had his success paved out for him, but then it happened. The event that changed everything about him.
It was a month to the finals and the class had decided to throw a party in advance as they usually did. Ian had decided to stay home at first but was pressured by his roommate to come along to the thing. He inevitably gave in after a couple of back and forths and had gotten into comfortable slacks and a shirt. He then headed to the house where the party was being held.
