07-15-2014, 07:45 AM
Austen merely watched as people slightly backed away, but others teased him even further. That was until he hit the wall. It would have been so much better if he lashed out on someone, but practice made perfect. For now, it seemed the medicine was working. Dean was becoming a bit angry and there's no telling what else would follow. The coach simply blew his whistle as he told Austen to follow him.
"What is going on with you?" The man asked as he saw Dean changing clothes. "You weren't performing well the other day and now you're lashing out at the team. Get your shit together!" He walked out, Austen merely walking out with him as there probably was no way to explain what was going on. If Dean did not tell someone soon, chances were that it was going to get worse.
"What is going on with you?" The man asked as he saw Dean changing clothes. "You weren't performing well the other day and now you're lashing out at the team. Get your shit together!" He walked out, Austen merely walking out with him as there probably was no way to explain what was going on. If Dean did not tell someone soon, chances were that it was going to get worse.