“Okay, guys. Ten-minute break!”
All around the gym, the basketball team dropped to their knees in exhaustion, wiping the sweat off their faces and draining their water bottles. Some had found themselves to the bleachers, lying there to catch their breaths.
With a towel around his neck, Alex was still standing, but only through sheer will. His legs were shaking as he drank from his water bottle. Damn Adam for making them go through a heinous training menu. And he told them he would make it easy. What a liar.
“Ten minutes?” Daniel glared at their team captain. He was bent over, hands on his knees, panting. “Can’t we at least have thirty minutes?”
“Or an hour?” Another called out, lifting his head from the bleacher weakly.
“Or maybe a day? I think we’re about to die.”
The team captain
