Josh said he was going get in shape so running was the first thing on his mind in the morning and what happen on the first day of the working out, a downpour. It wasn’t raining cats and dogs it was raining tigers and wolves out there. He wanted to try and find the motivation needed to get moving and not go back to bed. He sighed and practically dragged himself to the laundry to find some clothes that didn’t look dirty he could quickly put on putting his big hoodie on and some timberland boots. He looked like he was about to cross a river not jog but he opened his front door with cold air slapping him in the face.<br/><br/>He exhale and closed the door looking it behind him and quickly jogged out of his apartment complex. He jogged through the rain and after 45 minutes of jogging he was running on empty in both stamina and spirit. He stopped at the Juan is Dead café one of the spot he like to come in to get away from a lot of things. Walking in he walks past Casriel nodding his head in a hello with his boots squishing through he saw someone else in here and wonder if this place ever closed.