"Mr. Rodríguez, is there something about Mr. García that you'd like to tell the rest of the class?" Their mathematics teacher, a somewhat annoyed looking basset hound, asked while looking pointedly at the black haired human from behind his thick rimmed spectacles.

The twenty-three year old gaped like a goldfish as he came back to reality just as some of the surrounding students within the class began snickering at him. "N-no, Señor
Issac." 

"Are you sure? Because if there is, please let me know so that I can decide how to deal with the matter promptly." The elder canine stated while eyeing the young hispanic with a less than pleased glower.

"Si', I am sure." Ari wished that the earth would have opened up at that moment and swallowed him whole, sadly Quetzalcoatl never made this happened, and thus he was forced to look into the bewildered eyes of the blonde who had just turned to look back at him. 

Ari swallowed a hard lump inside of his throat at the same time an even harder lump ballooned within the crux of his ragged blue jeans. Lust quickly rushed inside of the raven haired hispanic's blood as he looked over the other other hispanic youth; how he would have liked to lean over the desk separating the two of them and place his lips onto Juan's lips, plundering the younger student's mouth with his tongue as he did so, however he knew well enough that such a move would at best him kicked out of class, and at worst ruined the friendship that he and Juan had. 

"Then please, for the third time, come up to the board and complete this equation that I've laid out for everyone." The mathematics teacher growled while holding out a piece of chalk for the human. 

It took Ari a moment to get up from his seat, as he did not want everyone to see the fat tent his erect eight inch cock made within his pants - pretending to suddenly have an oncoming coughing fit helped to disperse the blood pooling within his groin - once he was ready though he marched up to the front, respectfully grabbed the chalk stick, and then looked over the equation. Most of his peers were unsurprised to see how quickly Ari was able to figure out the answer to the mathematical problem, as he was one of the top ranking students within the class, though a few did giggle at the fact that he used his fingers to calculate part of the problem, but Ari didn't pay his detractors any attention. Instead he swiftly finished solving the problem and then went over his calculations again to make sure that he had gotten everything correct. 

"Si'?" He asked the basset hound who was looking at the board with a focused expression.

"Correct." Ari pumped his fist into the air and then immediately grimaced when a round of giggles broke through the room. "If you're quite done." Mr. Issac glowered at the rest of his students, immediately shutting them up. "Thank you." He then turned to Ari, who once again found himself looking in Juan's direction. The shallow smile on his face spoke levels about the young man's feelings, at least to the teacher who was looking between him and the other male he was fixated on. 

"You can return to your seat now, Mr. Rodríguez." Ari blinked himself back into reality and then turned to look at his professor. The basset hound's face revealed little about his thoughts at the moment, despite the shine within his deep brown eyes. 

Ari quickly scurried back to his seat, his face hot with an embarrassed flush, however before he could plant his tight rump into the plastic chair the canine spoke up once more. "I'd like to see you once class ends." 

Ari shuddered.

The rest of the class hour went relatively smoothly, with Mr. Issac going over the various trigonometry lessons that were standard for his course, as well as inter splicing some questions for the class with regards to their current usage of math within their daily lives and the careers they plan for themselves. Ari was thankfully able to keep his mind focused on the words coming out of the canine's mouth, though his black eyes would often find themselves wandering to the back of Juan's shaggy golden haired head without him meaning for them to do so. His erection, having once again returned, created a dark spot within the front of his pants as the mental image of him grabbing the smaller hispanic around the waist and dragging him over his desk before kissing and biting at his soft, tanned throat danced within his mind's eye. 

Once class ended and everyone walked out of the room Ari found himself nervously stepping up to the front desk where his teacher was busy looking at him with a pointed gaze.

"I think you know what this is about, but because I'm somewhat sadistic please explain to me why you feel that it's okay to stare at Mr. García when you're supposed to be learning mathematics?" The basset hound asked without a hint of mirth within his voice.

"I...I'm sorry, Señor Issac." Ari chuckled nervously while reaching up to brush a hand through his short, dark locks of hair. "It won't happen again, I promise." 

"Yes it will, because you humans are very repetitive in your actions." The anthromorph snorted. "Also, you didn't answer my question. I would appreciate it if you did." The mathematics professor leaned back in his wooden seat while glaring at his student.

"I…" Ari licked his lips, a nervous gesture he had always possessed ever since he and his grandmother had come to this country for some reason. "I just…" The truth choked the young hispanic's throat making him gasp a little. 

"If you can't admit it to me, then you're not going to get very far with Mr. García." Ari's mouth dropped open at that. "Yes, I know, but that's my nose is always on the vacuum setting, but just because I can smell the truth doesn't mean anything, since I have nothing to lose or gain in this scenario, however you on the other hand have everything to either lose or gain. And by Mr. García's looks earlier on you're going to lose a lot if you don't get your act together and make it clear what you want." 

"S-si, Señor Issac." Ari clutched his fingers tight into his palm as he tried to summon up the willpower to speak his thoughts as his fears worked their damndest to hold him back; memories of the past flashing through his mind with incredible speed as previous situations danced throughout his mind's eye, yet Ari brushed them all aside and instead took in a deep breath. "I...like him." He said with his eyes clenched shut. "I...want to make him my boyfriend." 

The words came with a sense of release, the likes of which Ari was surprised to feel as the previous unseen chain holding down his heart instantly snapped to pieces. 

"That's nice to hear."  The basset hound's face tipped forward into a small smirk. "Now can you please do something about that instead of ogling him in my class?"

Before Ari could say anything the sound of a phone going off echoed within both of their ears. 

Looking down at his pocket, Ari realized that it was his cellular device which was ringing. Gazing back up to his teacher the young man received a nod from the canine. Reaching in and then bringing the device to his ear after flipping it open, Ari answered the call just in time to hear someone on the other end shouting at him. 

"Puta madre!" Ari swore as he tore the phone away from his ears. Once the ringing within them came to an end he returned the device back to the side of his head and then began speaking into it. "Quien es este?" After a few seconds he replied with, "
"En la escuela." Another few seconds and him pulling the phone away once again he finished with, "Estaré allí." He then hung up. "I'm sorry Señor Issac, but I need to go. I'm late for wrestling practice." 

"Go on." The basset hound nodded. He then watched as his student raced back to his desk, grabbed up his books, shoved them into the black backpack he had brought into class with him, and then hurried his way out of the classroom. It was only after the other was gone that the mathematics teacher reached into his pocket to take out his own cell phone. 

Ari never saw any of this, instead the six foot three hispanic swiftly dove his way around various students ambling through the chilly hallways of the state run college in an effort to make his way towards the stairs leading to the basement of the building. Once he slid down the railing, Ari made a quick left and then entered into the empty locker rooms adjacent to the college's gymnasium. Because he was practiced at this sort of frantic behavior it didn't take the hispanic youth more than two minutes to fully divest himself of the stained white shirt and ripped blue jeans he had on in an effort to throw his wrestling singlet across his body. The dark blue fabrics stretched rather snuggly across his stocky frame, thus making all of the hard lines across his well toned body stand out while also telling him that it was probably time to get a new one. Ari didn't bother wearing a cup since he enjoyed the feeling of having some of the other wrestler's legs and groins rubbing against him.

Just the thought of such a happening today made his blood pool within the southern borders of his body once again, however Ari was able to shake himself free from his fanciful daze just in time for someone to come into the locker room. Turning to look at said person, Ari's lips broke into a pleased smile to see Juan coming around a set of lockers to check on him.

"¿Estas bien?" The other hispanic asked.

"Si'." Ari nodded. He then grabbed up his bag and stuffed it into his locker after unlocking the lock set in front of it. 

Once he slammed the metal door closed, Ari walked up next to his classmate and then stared at him for a few seconds. The urge to reach out and wrap his arms around the shorter male was a strong one, especially with the scent of Juan's sweat cloying deep within his nose, yet Ari resisted the urge. Instead, he nodded for the other to follow him out onto the mat. When Juan smiled at him Ari's heart leapt within his throat. 

Upon making their way out onto the gymnasium the coach growled at him for being late, however the doberman calmed down after he explained that his math teacher had kept him on to ask him a few questions. Since he knew that the basset hound was known for such a thing the dark brown canine didn't say anything to Ari about his tardiness, instead he snorted and then had his class break off into pairs in order to begin practicing once again. As expected, Ari was partnered off with Juan, something that put him over the moon as he moved off to the side of the mat where the lighting was dark enough to hide his growing erection from view. 

Getting together and then kneeling down in a traditional wrestling stance, the raven haired youth let out a low growl as he focused his sights on every feature of Juan's lithe looking body. The thought of dragging the other down onto the ground and then  hot dogging his cock in between the blonde's tight rump made a shiver race throughout Ari's spine, much to Juan's concern. Before the other hispanic youth could ask if his friend was alright the coach blew his whistle. The two flew at one another a second later with Ari going low as Juan attempted to reach out for where the raven haired youth's head had been. Grabbing his classmate around the waist, Ari hefted the shorter hispanic up and then dropped him to the ground. The softness of the mat prevented Juan from being hurt by the suddenness of his attack, yet it did nothing to prevent Ari from maneuvering his body around to the point where one of his legs dangled oddly into the air while his back was bent in such a way that he was kept from getting too far. 

Ari grunted when he heard Juan let out the cutest sounding squeak following his fingers clenching into his rump. He released the other when the blonde tapped on the mat to sound his surrender, much to his unabashed annoyance. Disengaging and then pulling himself back, Ari popped his neck to get the tension out of them, all the while watching how Juan rolled his shoulders to relieve the stress he had introduced into them. Once the pair was ready they returned to their positions to engage one another, only this time when Ari went low Juan ducked to the side to avoid his grapple. Completely caught off guard by such a move, the larger hispanic had just enough time to realize what had happened before he was grabbed from the side and then flung around onto his back. The feeling of the vinyl brushing against his barely clothed skin was not something that Ari was quite prepared to feel, and yet it was nothing compared to Juan pulling his body around and then rubbing his crotch into his lycra covered bottom. 

A soft moan escaped from out of the older hispanic's mouth as he felt Juan rub harder into him following his attempts to put the other into a submissive position. He just barely tapped the mat after his arms were folded in such a way that his muscles began to scream in pain. Breaking apart once more, it actually took Ari a moment to get himself together, as his crotch was now tight enough to become visible within the singlet to actually stand up without embarrassing himself. 

"¿Estas bien?" Juan asked after a minute of Ari not moving.

"S-si'." Ari turned his head to nod at the other youth, though his brown eyes dipped down to see if his classmate was just as aroused as he was. 

Sadly he was not, though in hindsight it would have been odd if he were.

Ari grunted as he got up from off of the mat, frustration eating away at his mind as he thought about how much he would have liked for the other hispanic to be as physically attracted to him as he was. He didn't let his ire rise too far though, instead he grunted and then got himself into a position once again.

The pair continued wrestling together for the next fifteen minutes before the coach called an end to their matchup, as per usual. Once he did, the doberman had everyone take a ten minute break to rehydrate before pairing them up with another student. Ari was less than thrilled about this, as could be seen by the dull look in his eyes when he found himself staring down Gaurav, the star wrestler for the class. The tiger winked ratherly saucily at him, but Ari couldn't summon the energy to return the flirty gesture, as he put himself into position to grapple the muscular feline. When the two clashed there was an actual struggle, because despite being the king of the jungle Indian born feline didn't have the full strength nor weight that his people were known for, thus allowing Ari to resist being fully dominated by him. 

The tiger growled at him in an effort to intimidate him. 

Ari merely smirked at the striped feline.

The striped feline finally did manage to get him down onto the mat, yet he was forced to use all of his strength to try and fold the raven haired student into position enough to make him pound the vinyl in submission. Sadly for the tiger though, Ari slipped from out of his grasp with a well placed but slightly questionable move involving grabbing the tight around the waist and then throwing him off of him. Gaurav was able to twist himself into the air with all the grace his species was known for before dropping onto his paws. The tiger let out a snarl of annoyance once Ari began chuckling at him. When the coach failed to say anything about the maneuver the hispianic youth had used the two returned to their starting positions once again. 

Their continued conquest of strength lasted all the way until the end of the class hour, though by this time both were a mess of sweat and tangled fur. 

"Good match, Ari." Gaurav slapped the human onto the back making the raven haired student stumble forward as they headed into the shower area. "You're getting stronger." 

"Gracias, mi amigo." Ari said before shaking his head. "Thanks man." 

"De nada." The tiger chuckled before he reached down to slap Ari's rump. "Though if you really want to thank me, how about letting me have a go at that tight ass of yours." The tiger growled while leaning forward to run his nose across the line of the hispanic youth's shoulders. 

"Qué te den!" Ari growled as he reached up to push the feline's face away from him. "You know that I don't bottom, cabrona." Had the other not been friends with the striped feline Gaurav would have bared his fangs at the human in response to his vocal show of aggression, however because they had both shared a strong camaraderie because of their mutual interests the tiger simply shook his head while pulling his hand away from the human's backside.

"You really should think about, as I could help to get that stick out of your ass." Gaurav chuckled as he made his way to one of the empty shower stalls. Once he was settled into place the feline reached out and turned the hot water on full blast. Because of his casual nudity, something for which he happily paraded around the locker room without care for some of the other student's scrutiny, the tiger had no fear of drenching down his towel, which he had left within the locker room he realized seconds after thinking about the object in question. 

"How about I bend you over and shove my stick up yours!" Ari grunted while standing underneath his own showerhead. He dumped his towel onto the side of the divide separating him and Gaurav before reaching out and turning the hot water on. He quickly jumped in response to the heated liquid hitting his sweat soaked skin, thus forcing him to quickly adjust the temperature to something more bearable. The hispanic youth sighed in relief as the now tepid water rushed across his tanned body, soothing his worn muscles. He grunted when the heat pooled inside of his groin, inflating his half hard erection. 

"You know my rule." Gaurav grunted through the water streaming over his stripped face. While the feline had no problem bottoming, he would never let someone lift his tail unless they were willing to do the same for him, something that was needed thanks to his restless libido. "But putting that aside for the moment, what are you doing this weekend?" 

"I've got to work Saturday, but nothing much for Friday or Sunday." His boss had cut back on his hours because his grandmother's health was quickly starting to deteriorate. Ari sighed as he thought about how sick his abuela was becoming, the knowledge that her time was running short was one that he didn't want to think about, seeing as she was the only family he had left following his parents getting gunned down by the Wild Blood Gang back home. Ari hissed and then punched at the shower wall in order to beat down the anger and sadness trying to well within his heart. 

When a large body pressed up against his back the raven haired youth gasped. "Shhh, it's alright." Gaurav whispered as he wrapped his water soaked arms around the equally tall student's tattoo covered chest. 

Thanks to most of the other students having left the room they didn't have to worry about anyone whispering behind their backs or jeering at them, not that the tiger would have cared anything about the comments of his peers. Rubbing his wet face across the back of Ari's neck, the striped feline let out a grumbling noise within the back of his throat that sounded much like a purr but wasn't because of how his hyoid bones were structured. 

"You're welcome to come by my place this weekend if you want, as I'm having a party both Friday and Saturday. Or well, my parents are having a party to celebrate my sisters coming home from the navy and airforce, respectively." Gaurav finished. 

Ari didn't respond, instead he stared blankly at the cream covered shower tiles for several minutes. Once he had collected himself, Gaurav licking at the back of his head in order to help alleviate his tumultuous emotions, the hispanic youth flexed his arms, symbolizing that he wished to be released. The tiger was hesitant to do so, but eventually released the human when Ari growled at him. 

"You ok?" Gaurav asked. 

"Si'." Ari nodded. "As for your party, I think I'm going to have to pass this time." 

"You sure?" The tiger moved his head around so that he could get a good look at his friend's face.

"Si'." Ari's face was tight yet he kept his lips from cracking into a frown.

Gaurav stared at him pointedly for a few seconds before returning to his own shower, which was now running a bit cooler than it had been before. The pair made light conversation after this, not really talking about much, before they stepped out. To show that he was grateful for Gaurav's friendship, Ari offered the striped feline his towel. When the tiger smirked at him the hispanic youth's brown eyes flew wide. He had just enough time to let out a yelp of surprise before the tiger swung his body back and forth, dispelling the water from his thick fur, by thus transferring it to the dingy walls and Ari. 

"Estúpido tigre!!" Ari laughed as he tried to shield himself with his towel. 

When the spraying water finally abated the raven haired college student lowered the towel just in time to see a striped face peering deeply into his face. "What was that, dear human?" Gaurav asked while pressing his pink nose into the hispanic youth's face. "You want me to eat you? I'd gladly do so, but they have laws against that sort of thing, and I do not want to be made into some big bear's bitch in some far off prison deep in the country." 

"You'd enjoy it." Ari smirks. He then gasps when Gaurav leans forward and nipped him across the throat. 

"Like you enjoyed that?" The striped feline snickered as he pulled back and then licked the side of his fangs.

"Puta madre!!" Ari swore as he pulled back to wipe a hand across his throat. As expected he was indeed bleeding, though not enough for him to be concerned.

Looking up, the raven haired youth prepared to shout at his friend, but he was unable to do so as the tiger was making his way out of the shower room. 

Following after him, they two continued to make some small talk before heading about their respective way out of the college gymnasium. Heading to the bus stop, Ari huffed it just in time to catch the bus that was rolling up to the corner. Getting on after tapping his school issued metro card, the young hispanic grunted when someone bumped into him from behind. Turning around, he opened his mouth to tell the fucker who had stumbled into him off, but he stopped when he noticed a familiar blonde looking at him. 

"Lo siento por eso." Juan apologized while taking a step back.

"Está bien." Ari shook his head in order to wave his classmate's apology off.

Stepping aside in order to let the other youth pay for his fare, both students made their way to the back of the bus just as the driver pulled away from the bus stop. Once they planted their rears into the cold plastic seat, Ari and Juan began going over their lessons for the day, mostly at Ari's insistence, seeing as he had nothing else to really talk with the younger man about. His greedy black eyes drank in the sight of the shorter student's lips moving as he let a rush of mathematical equations brush free from his mouth. 

By the time Juan's stop came up Ari would have done anything to get the other to stay with him but because he couldn't think of anything important he was forced to let Juan go. His crotch made its own frustration with this happening quite apparent, as a deep, dark wet spot once again formed on his groin. By the time the bus was leaving for its next stop Ari found himself cursing like a sailor down at the flood slowly covering the front of his jeans. Thankfully he was able to use his bookbag in order to cover his groin by the time the bus got to the central station, and so he wasn't completely embarrassed as he walked up the stairs to the waiting train. The ride to the south side of the city settled his erection back down to its unresponsive state, though there wasn't enough time for the musky smelling stain on his lap to dry up, much to the hispanic youth's annoyance. 

Closing his eyes, Ari imagined holding Juan's head in between his lap as the shorter male lapped and sucked up every delicious drop of his pre-come, the blonde's dark brown eyes would then gaze up at him with an adoring look, his appreciation for his thick treat being as evident as the sun during the height of the afternoon as it continued to roll over his tongue. It didn't take much for Ari to imagine taking hold of his cock and then pumping a load out onto Juan's face and nose, marking him as his perfect little bitch. Seeing Juan then lick the creamy white goo from off of his lips and then swallow it, Ari imagined him lifting the shorter male up and then stealing his breath away with a firm, commanding kiss, the likes of which would cause the other to purr with the need to have his asshole stretched wide around his fat cock. 

The mental image of him taking his would-be boyfriend outside in the middle of the park near his apartment complex was so powerful that the hispanic youth almost missed his stop. Thankfully the call from the intercom roused him just in time to burst his way through the closing metal doors. 

Sighing, Ari made his way down the station to the front gate and then out onto the street. As expected there wasn't much to see on the southern end of town, at least not during this time of the day. The various clubs which passed him by as he made his way up the street were still closed, though the few convenience stores seemed to be mostly alive with their regular patrons purchasing their usual goods. Ari passed all of them without much thought, as he already knew that he and his grandmother had enough food in their fridge to last them the rest of the month, and since he didn't have any extra spending change at the moment, given that his paycheck wouldn't be coming for a few days now. He could have really gone for some of those churritos that he often enjoyed right now, especially when his stomach complained about his lack of eating that much during lunch. After a few minutes he slapped himself in the gut to silence his noisy belly. 

"Let me go!" Someone shouted, making Ari freeze in his tracks. 

The sound of a fist hitting a body, a sound he knew quite well, made the raven haired youth's head flip to the side just in time to see a figure fall down into a nearby alleyway. Knowing a potential murder in progress when he saw one, especially considering the familiar jackets that the group in front of him were wearing, Ari rushed across the street to help whoever was getting his ass beat.

"Let him go, tonto del culo'!" Ari growled.

The gang in front of him turned around just as their leader was forcing a wiry looking teenager against the side of a brick wall. 

"Stay out of this, Ari!" The leader of the gang, and pissed off looking pit bull with more than a few scars littered across his ugly face, growled as he turned to look at one of the banes of his existence.

"I'm not going to say it again." Ari warned as he tossed his bag to the side and then lifted up his hand to dramatically crack his knuckles. 

The surrounding humans, all of whom were submissive to the pit bull, slowly backed away from the raven haired youth, as they had gotten a taste of his particular brand of ass kicking earlier on, however the pitbull merely snorted. He then dropped the kid he was holding onto the ground. "Fine, have it your way." He growled while raising up his fists in a traditional boxing gesture. 

Ari snorted before doing the same.

The pair stared each other down for a few seconds before the pitbull launched himself at the taller human. Because there wasn't that much room to maneuver Ari didn't bother ducking to the side, but instead took one blow to the side of the chest before countering the attack with an uppercut against the canine anthromorph's chin. The pitbull let out a yelp as his fangs clacked together, thankfully his tongue was inside of his muzzle so he didn't cleave it in two, before stumbling back a little. Shaking his head, the pitbull snarled at the human to try and shake his confidence, but Ari was unphased by the vocal outcry. Seeing this, the pitbull dove forward, striking at Ari two more times before he found his stomach caved in by twin fists that seemed to be made of granite. When the dog pulled back this time Ari flew into him instead of letting him recover. 

The sounds of flesh hitting flesh echoed throughout the alleyway for several minutes before the sound of the canine's yelps of pain sounded off right before his muscular body ended up hitting the ground. 

"Quieres ir de nuevo?" Ari growled at the downed dog whose lip was now freely bleeding. 

"Fuck...you." The pitbull coughed while slowly getting himself up off the ground with the help of the wall behind him.

"Grow a pair and I might think about it." Ari snarled, more for show than actual anger, as he was well aware of the group behind him. "Until then, piérdase." 

The pitbull looked as though he wanted to try and start another fight but thought better of it. Shaking his head he walked by the taller human with as much dignity as he could muster, given the spinning of the world around him, before evacuating the alleyway with his crew. Once the others were gone Ari moved next to the shivering teenage. 

"¿Estas bien?" Ari began but then shook his head. "Are you ok?" The teenager, who Ari was sure he had never seen before, shook his head wildly, all the while fighting back sobs of fear. "Do you live around here?" The brown haired boy shook his head. "Then let me call the police so they can take you home." When the other didn't complain about his statement Ari pulled his phone out of his pocket and then dialed emergency services.

It didn't take long for a cop car and ambulance to arrive. The paramedics that arrived on the scene took the slightly less traumatized teen into the back of their vehicle while the police officer went to speak with Ari. 

"Why are you always at the center of trouble?" The officer, a great dane named Joey, asked while shaking his head at Ari.

"It's not my fault this happened!" The hispanic youth stated honestly.

"I didn't say that it was, but once again you and trouble seem to be standing unusually close to one another, and I can't help but think that you're going out to look for it." The spotted canine chuckled while reaching out to pat Ari onto the side of the shoulder. Ari winced. "Are you ok?" Joey asked, he then pulled his hand back to see blood on his palm. "Why didn't you say that you got hurt?!"

"Because that didn't come from the gang beating him up." Ari answered honestly.

"Okay then…?" Joey asked while waiting for the other piece of the puzzle to drop.

"It's from a friend from school. He bit me when we were in the showers together." Ari blushed at the slightly perverted look that the Great Dange gave him. 

"Do tell, but inside of the car." Joey said while turning away from the raven haired human.

Ari retold the story of his day to the officer after the great dane went to make sure that the paramedics wouldn't need him for anything. Because the drive to his apartment wasn't that far away Ari wasn't grilled that much about his tiger friend, though he was given a warning by Joey all the same, "Be careful about who you pick a fight with Ari, especially nowadays." 

"¿Por qué?" Ari asked.

"Because there's something going on with the gangs in this area, and I don't want to see you shanked because you pissed off the wrong fucker." The great dane growled. 

"I'll keep that in mind." Ari replied with a serious expression on his face. "Thanks, Joey." He finished while getting out of the back of the cop car. 

The officer didn't leave the area until after Ari had entered into the house, the raven haired hispanic youth just barely noticed this, as he called out to his grandmother to let her know that he was home. Upon her returning his call Ari's heart settled from where it had begun to beat wildly inside of his chest. Seeing that the older was doing well, and checking the fridge to make sure that she had eaten the food that he had laid out for her, Ari settled in for the evening. He spoke with his grandmother until it was time for her to lay down for the evening, Ari made sure that she took her medication, as she had forgotten to do so the other night, he then silently went to his bedroom to take a short nap before he had to head out for his bouncer job.