Posted Sun Dec 31, 2017 | 320 Words | Tagged story jock

When Jake returned from his family to his door room, his jock room-mate was already there sat watching some football game or another. Jake didn’t really know much about football, nor really care.

Jake’s room-mate didn’t beat Jake up, nor try to make his life hell, but showed the typical jock signs. Dumb. Loud. Cocky.

His room-mate gave Jake a present from Christmas. Jeering he said, “you’ll love it bro”. Rolling his eyes, Jake opened it up to reveal a baseball cap and a large tank top with “USA” written over it. The room-mate insisted he put it on properly straight away.

Jake slowly took off his top and placed the ridiculously large tank top over his body. It really was a few sizes too big, at least. He placed the baseball cap over his head. Jake’s head hurt at first, like a searing headache which caused him to hold his hands up to his head to comfort himself.

After a sharp few seconds the pain started to dull. In fact, everything started to dull. He sat down on his bed and tried to let the headache pass. The pain spread down to his arms and his chest, and his stomach. Dull pain as they inflated slowly.

The final whistle blew on his room-mates game so he shouted for Jake to get up and show him what the gear looked like on. In the dulled state of mind Jake was still in, he got up and feeling the weight of his muscles felt the slowness as he turned to face his room-mate.

Jake decided to show off and pull off the tank top, which took the baseball cap with it. Fortunately, or unfortunately, the cap had already done most of it’s work so Jake’s permanently dulled mind just put it back on and pulled a smile just like his room-mate did.

“Bro, now you’re a real bro” called his room-mate.