Good riddance

He grabbed his towel, wrapped it around his waist, and walked into the individual shower room, gaining a few jabs from the guys from the little show he made. 

He still could not believe she had followed him inside the locker room. But he could not help what he did just a few moments ago when she would not stop. 

Although he did feel guilty for being so rude to her. She did not deserve it, and he knew it.

"So, what was that all about?" Rick stood by the cubicle opening, unmindful if he was scrubbing his body off its sweats.

He was curious about what was going on with his apprentice, trying to get into his mind and conditioning. After all, the race was not very far from now. He needed his racer to be in top shape, not only with his body but also in his mind.