Ivan POV
Today's training was hectic, but I still managed to pull through. The competition is just in two weeks, and for the few days before the D-day, our training will be kind of rough and strict, as we're trying to give our best.
After a long day at the natatorium, I finally left to hang out with Audrey and Alex, we had a couple of drinks, before I finally drove home. Driving into the compound, I parked at the garage, and alighted, before heading to our apartment, and as soon as I walked inside, I met Nathan in the living room, smiling at his phone. I think this dude needs to be checked if he's suddenly developed some mental illness, considering how he's been smiling lately.
"Hey how was training?" He asked as soon as I walked inside, and crashed on the couch. I'm so damn tired, and right now, all I need is good food, shower, and have a good sleep. I've over stressed myself, and I deserve some sleep.