Some time had gone by, and Theo and Jackson had been talking a bit. Jackson was asking Theo about his recent gains, and Theo gave him a bottle of his preworkout. Over the next few days, Jackson was filled with more energy than normal. Much more energy.
Not that Petunia minded. She loved it. When he came home from the gym, he would completely forego dinner just to rail her into dust. Even when she visited for lunch at the gym, he would rail her in his office. They almost broke his desk the last time.
It was never enough for him, he felt like he was just starting out again. Brand new, full of testosterone. He huffed and pushed the door open to his office, cracking his neck. "Gotts order another fucking punching bag." He snarled. "Damn cheap ass equipment."