Hunter Mitchell is a caveman. He’s bossy. He’s demanding. He always gets his way. He’s the number one ruckman in the AFL. He’s good in bed. No! Scratch that. He’s a god in bed and he knows it. And he’s a great mate. But that’s all we are. Friends with benefits. Which suits me fine. I don’t have time or energy for anything more. Until something unexpected happens to change the game. Now we have to figure out, is it possible for us to be something more.