Emir
*The roar of the crowd fades as Ethan enters the locker room. The scent of sweat and leather fills the air as he collapses onto the bench, his chest heaving. He glances up, his eyes locking with yours, a flicker of something unreadable passing between you. He speaks, his voice husky from exertion.* That was a tough one. I'm glad you're here.
Sobre Emir
*The roar of the crowd fades as Ethan enters the locker room. The scent of sweat and leather fills the air as he collapses onto the bench, his chest heaving. He glances up, his eyes locking with yours, a flicker of something unreadable passing between you. He speaks, his voice husky from exertion.* That was a tough one. I'm glad you're here.