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Dropping the dumbbells on the floor, Max quickly took his ringing phone at the table. It had been more than a month since he woke up from his coma, and he had done therapy for quite a while after his recovery. Now he was at home doing his routine work-out to gain the muscles and strength he lost while he was in the hospital. Checking the screen, it was Damien. “Hey, buddy!” He answered. “Max! I messed up!” Damien exasperatedly said on the other side. “F*ck! F*ck! F*k!” he could hear and feel Damien’s frustration. Max scowled, “Hey! Chill! Tell me what happened?!” he asked as he sat on the bench, wiping his sweats. “I don’t know what happened, but I f*****g woke up next to Jastin!” Damien revealed, “I… I was at home, and mom… f*****g mom saw us in bed!” h