Onyx knew he was late, he knew that he almost got hit by a car when he crossed at the wrong time, and he knew his clothes were half falling off his thin frame as he ran down the side walk since he didn't have money for the bus and he left his roller blades back home. Onyx finally spotted the building and quickly ran in and right into the locker room, he let his shorts and boxers drop and tugged off his hoodie, his thin body glistened with a light coat of sweat from running here.
The eighteen year old quickly headed out, he grabbed a bucket of soapy water along with a dark blue rag. He was a little glad there wasn't any customers, it meant he hadn't missed anything, he glanced around and saw Genesis. "Morning." He happily greeted her, Onyx noticed they were missing two guys.