The Drink of The Desperate

Villain Ch 1386. The Drink of The Desperate

The suffering was finally over.

Allen stepped out of the gym bathroom into the locker room, his hair still slightly damp from the shower. His muscles were dead, and his legs? He didn't even want to think about them. Gerry had really gone all out today.

Luckily, no one approached him like what happened yesterday at the train station. No curious stares, no whispers—just a normal, peaceful moment. For once.

He quickly got dressed, pulling on a fresh shirt and jeans before grabbing his phone from his bag. Time to check messages.

And, of course, there they were.

Shea: You're done with your gym session? That was fast!

Allen smirked and quickly typed out a reply.

Allen: Yes. Gerry asked me to go to the gym earlier.

Zoe: We'll pick you up in half an hour.

Allen raised an eyebrow. That was quick.

Allen: Alright. But Larissa hasn't arrived yet. She doesn't have class this morning.