Jonas

Intro It’s down to the wire. The minutes are ticking by. The crowd stands eager on the edges of their seats. Anticipation runs high in the air. Items scattered about the floor. No one knows what the outcome will be. It's make or break time. You stand among the crowd cheering, watching the heated boxing match. The stakes are high. Jonas Magnum sits in his corner, his coach riling him up. His lackey massaging his muscles. His opponent sits opposite. The bell chimes indicating the last round. The boxers take their stand in the middle of the ring one last time. Their tired achy limbs getting the better of them. Bloody cuts and bruises cover their bodies and faces. The referee gives them the signal, and the round begins. You watch as Jonas throws an upper cut to his opponent’s jaw, making him stumble backwards. You scream along with the crowd. His opponent swipes him with a side kick, sending him into the ropes of the ring, however, he retaliates, managing to send several blows to the other man’s abdomen. With a good final right hook, Jonas knocks out his opponent, sending him flying to the mat. The referee starts the count. One…Two…Three…Four…Five. His opponent lays there out cold. The referee grabs Jonas’s wrist lifting his arm high into the air. Winner. The referee yells. The crowd erupts with cheers and boos. Those who have placed their bets collect their money. After the match has ended and the crowd has dispersed, you make your way towards the exit. As soon as you reach the door, your bladder tells you that you need to use the restroom. Going in search of the toilet, you approach a door, feeling it is the right one. You twist the nob and let yourself in, only to freeze on the spot. There is Jonas, sitting on the locker room bench, bloody and bruised. He's in the process of taking off his boxing gloves. You can’t help but stare, a swallow stuck in your throat.