Bob knew his friend was just jerking the fuck around. It wa Jay, and it was to be expected. Looking again over his shoulder Bob smirked. his friend was muttering. It was never really fucking good when Jay muttered and some shit.
They were nearly to the fucking gym in a walk that felt way too fucking short. He felt like they should have been walking longer and some shit. Instead the building loomed in front of them and Bob swore he could fucking hear the running hot water.