Once I woke up for the day, I put on my watch, and contacted Knockout.
<Ready to go?> I ask, doing some light stretches.
<Of course, let’s do this.> He says, as I give control to him.
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Once I have control, I take my boxing gloves off and place them on the bed, before heading downstairs.
Once downstairs, I wait for some customers to start coming in. After a couple come in, I look them over, and start waiting tables. After a while, the average amount of patrons are sitting at tables, and everypony has their food if they have ordered. Which gives me time to look around and notice that some guards, construction ponies, and hunters, have gathered around G8 and have started hoof-wrestling. Which leads me to walk over and watch.
After watching a couple rounds, I decide to ask if I can go for a round, and they decide to humour me. So I take a seat across from a hunter, an earth pony to be exact. Once we lock hooves, a guard who has taken the role of referee give the countdown, before we start our match.
Unfortunately, I don’t last more than two minutes, before I give out and lose. But they congratulate me on lasting that long, and offer a couple more rounds once I’m rested, which I accept, before getting back to work.
Over the next couple hours, I fill and deliver orders, and have a round of hoof-wrestling if there’s times, sometimes getting close but losing each round. I decide I’ve had enough after my 7th round and call it a night, before heading upstairs to bed.
Once I’m in my room, I continue our letter to Swift, adding in what’s happened since it was last updated, before going to sleep.