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As I opened my eyes, I couldn’t figure out where I was at first.
“Boy you snore,” Shun joked.
“How’d it go with your dad?” I asked yawning and stretching.
“A lot better than I expected,” Shun admitted. “He already knew and was just waiting for me to come to him and talk about it.”
“Good,” I nodded approvingly. “So do you know what you want to do with your life?”
“Nope,” he laughed. “Not a clue, but I don’t have to know yet. That’s a relief.”
“So does that mean you won’t be training with me anymore?” I asked glumly.
“Again, nope,” he grinned “I do like it, I just want to be the one to decide how often and how much and Pop is okay with that.”
“What about this afternoon?” I asked expectantly. “You know I promised to beat you up.”
“Good luck with that,” he said facetiously punching me in the arm quickly and retreating down the stairs.