Hunter entered the the changing room after a hard work of practice. He settled down on the bench and began the slow process of taking off his equipment, the chill off the ice rink seeped into the changing room making Hunter slightly shiver. It had been a rough day at practice yet again Hunter was getting pushed around by his teammates. He was physically fit and had the body to prove it, it was just that his teammates were much more bulkier than him and found it easier to shove him down when they were practicing. It wasn't always like this, Hunter used to dominate on the ice rink, but now things had changed. Hunter let out a sigh as he began to untie his skates.
He wondered if he should start bulking, it was only going to get worse once the season started in a couple of months. If he was getting tossed aside by his own teammates how will it be when he went up against other teams, they probably wouldn't be as gentle as his team would be, no he would be nothing more than rag doll, a frightening prediction. He popped the skates off his feet and placed the rubber protectors on them before placing them in his equipment bag.
He could hear his teammates quickly approaching the changing room, he wasn't in the mood to be made the punching bag of all their jokes again, maybe it was better if he just left right now.
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