As soon as the man left, the grocery store cashier sighed and went back to the cash register. The cashier was a young man with blonde hair, and he looked like he had just hit his 20s. A slight muscular frame was still visible when one looked at him from the back, but when looking at him from the front, one could only see a rather sizable beer belly.
Clack, thump, clack, thump!
As the cashier walked back to the cash register, the sound of his cane could be heard on the floor of the grocery store.
They could only fix it to the point that would allow him to walk somewhat normally with the support of a cane, but that was it. There was nothing more they could do.
Alex's career was over.
From the highest high of his life, Alex fell to the lowest low.
Alex had earned quite a sum of money from his three fights, but he basically wasted all of it in a drunken haze of destruction over the next year.
His life was over.