C45 Demand.

“Holy shit!” The stranger howled in horror when his eyes met with the sudden impact. He quickly dropped his kettlebells and scooted closer to Sia, holding her wounded foot in his hands.

“Ouch! Don’t press it much. It hurts.” Sia bellowed, tears drifting the duct of her eyes.

“Relax, I’ve got this okay…” He said as he gently kneaded her wounded foot, blowing some air on it