A man discovers that the internet troll he has been feuding with online is about to become his roommate. Forced to share the same space, the two must navigate their mutual hostility as it slowly gives way to something neither expected.
Train with me tomorrow? I have class. Skip it. And no phone.
Why? Training secrets stay here. Wow, the little fan actually came. Christopher, look at you. Shut up and run your routes.
What can you see from all the way over there? My eyesight is fine. So what did you see? What are you writing? Analyze my form? Your footwork is messier than yesterday. For a nerd, you have a good eye. Isn't that exactly why you want me here?
Christopher, are we still practicing? Yeah! What did you mean about my footwork being messy? You're afraid if I keep talking it'll end up in in your haters Then let's hear it.
Your center of gravity is off by three centimeters when you jump. You're compensating for your shoulder injury today. You didn't even notice. When did you start studying me?
Today. You're lying. Why are you blushing? I'm not.
Not red? Then why are you backing off? All right, I believe you, little fan. What you just said, the shoulder, the weight shift, none of that was a guess. Not
But remember, you say that stuff to my face, only to my face.