Chris wasn't really sure how to feel about the addition of ten more idiots to the whole thing. But he had always been a maths whiz and ten people also equaled five more chicks so that was tipping the scale towards "I don't really give a fuck but it's adding to the variety", as opposed to "Who cares but one more new face and I will kick it in". Delaney still hadn't put out, he was still stuck with his hand and he was still very much pissed about it. Maybe one of the new chicks would provide some distraction. Maybe that would even make Delaney realize that she could very well be replaced. Who knew. As long as he would finally get laid he didn't really care.
He had been running, plowing his way through the snow and ignoring the fact that it was terribly bright outside. Chris had his own workout playlist on his iPod and it was carefully handpicked, varying in style and tempo to help him along with his workout routine. As he sauntered into the gym it switched to his theme song he had used before fights, because it was part of the show. The title of the song, "Renegade", had soon become his nickname and he enjoyed listening to it. It brought back precious memories of entering the ring, ready to do some serious damage.
I'll never surrender 'Cause I'm a renegade What, what you want some Come and get some Pussy motherfucker
Never failed to put a smile on his face. He was just about to pull his sweat soaked shirt off when he saw her. A chick in the gym wasn't new, but he'd remember seeing that body around. She was new. And limber. He grinned. Turning off the music, probably saving his eardrums from lasting damage for now, he finished pulling off his shirt and looked her over once more. Nice, really. "You one of the attic kids?" Why waste time on pleasantries. He just wanted to get an idea of her personality and get on with his workout routine. Later he would meet that boxer dude, see if he was worth anything. Maybe this day wouldn't be so bad. And he'd definitely go visit Delaney tonight, see how far she was.