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For a year now Andy's been telling me that bodybuilding competitions weren't worth the time and that I'd only end up insecure. Andy was a pretty decent guy so I was happy to believe him - until I discovered that he'd been lying to me all along. Imagine my surprise when I uncovered that Andy was a championship-winning bodybuilder whenever he wasn't hitting the weights with me in the gym. The reason he'd told me that it was all a waste of time was because he didn't want the competition!

Now understandably, I was pissed about this. A guy who I thought was my friend had deliberately been holding me back because he was insecure. The irony was so fucking unreal that it almost hurt. I knew for sure that it was time I finally decided to hit up those competitions and stick it to Andy but it didn't feel like quite enough. He'd taken a year of competing away from me and I wanted to get back at him.

Thankfully my little brother's been a practicing warlock since he was sixteen. After venting to him about my issues with Andy, he told me not to worry about it since he had an idea. The next day he arrives at my door with a brand new tank top, declaring that it's "gear for champions". I'm a smart guy - I could read through the lines. My brother had made Andy my new lucky tank top and I couldn't be any happier about it!

My first bodybuilding competition is tomorrow night and I'm excited as hell, especially knowing that my closest competitor is out of the running. For now though, I'm going to hit the gym and hope that Andy enjoys me working up a sweat! It's the least he deserves after all.

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