One time he chased me through the locker room and punched me a bunch of times. I just laughed the entire time even though it hurt like hell because usually Mr. glove sex and Mr. bread dick are sitting in the locker room at that time and I would be in their line of sight at that moment. They would at least hear the commotion being caused, but they were right outside, talking. And they didn’t see anything. They are always there in that spot in the locker room. Every single day.