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It was the morning after a musical audition, and Dennis had a deep ache in his waist and hips.
He sighed and curled up, doing his best to cope with the pain.
The dance portion hadn't even been that strenuous, but it was evidently still too much for him.
He'd neglected to take his pain meds that day, and he'd admittedly fallen behind on his hip flexor exercises, and now he was paying for it tenfold.
It was unfair to him that he had to take so many extra steps just to feel okay.
Why me?