Welcome to Heat Street: C2 - Smile behind the teeth
The walls were mostly bare, save for a coat rack with a security vest hanging from one hook and a worn punching bag still gently swaying in the corner. “i'm vetra," she said, taking the tray. “night security. spillover bar. south flats."
Opportunities
He put the sack and clothes back into his locker and walked over to the gloves, picking them up and putting them on before heading back out into the gym and towards the punching bags. a few months later, he won the championships.
Clued... : CHCl3
He was the type everybody picked on, the school punching bag. how he got in, i won't know... but he was smart, so if he got in, he probably plotted his way in... he had this morbid look on his face, like he didn't want to be here...
Chapter 2: Soarian Reaper.
"_mister_, we're told about needing a handy punching bag to eliminate our boredom." the bird chirps. "a fair _gentlem __a__ n_ shall always aid his companions!" the dog grins. "yeah, _guys_ should handle being a girl's punching bag, you know?"
To Feed a Wolf
Also figured it'd be fair to let the wolves be the pred for once since i have been having them be the punching bag so far for my introducing stories i am working on. random short story thing nothing major really also random fox and wolf.
In The Water, I Am Beautiful
The last time they had dented a locker with him, it happened to be denver's, the main equine star athlete that decided to use barry as a verbal, and sometimes physical punching bag. and...the consequences it rendered were nothing short of painful.
Fighting Cage Chapter 1
Tyrese, on the other hand, wore a t-shirt with red shorts and gloves to keep up his practicing with the punching bag. the collie commented as he approached tyrese with excitement. "yo, bruh.
Origin: Gar
The prick who used me as a punching bag wanted to be a battler. could i battle? i smirked to myself when i realized just how pathetic i was. what else would i do after graduating? there was only one thing i knew how to do.
A Little Help From My Friends
This happened almost everyday, using myself as my own personal punching bag. for years i have tried to push these demons out of my head, through countless therapists and programs, with no success.
A New Companion, Ch2
He set his kendo stick on the table near the house and started on the punching bag with series of punches and kicks to get warmed up.
My World, My Life, My Sorrow Chapter 1
Me however, i was just a bag of shit in his eyes and was used as his personal punching bag. my older brother didn't like it but never stopped him. he only comforted me after words and helped me clean my wounds.
Castaways - Chapter 1
His shorter, lithe frame and shy demeanor makes him one of the common verbal and sometimes physical punching bags for the bullies and jocks around the high school.