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fandomtownies2019-02-03 10:48 pm
notallbluemonks) wrote in fandomtownies2019-02-03 10:48 pm
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Atlas Gym, Monday (2/4)
Was Beau hung over this morning when she came in to work? Yes. Was this a surprise? Probably not.
It was just too bad for her, then, wasn't it, that she came in to find that a lot of the weights had fallen off the rack for some reason during the night and she was going to have to put them all back?
"Owwwwwwwww," she muttered for about the thousandth time, wincing, when the loud scraping clang of metal on metal sent another jolt of pain through her head. If anybody needed her, she might be behind the desk with her head down, or squinting her way through the parkour course later on in the afternoon.
One way or another, she was going to have a long day ahead of her.
But no, she wasn't going to consider this an object lesson in any way.
[OOC: Gym and post open!]
It was just too bad for her, then, wasn't it, that she came in to find that a lot of the weights had fallen off the rack for some reason during the night and she was going to have to put them all back?
"Owwwwwwwww," she muttered for about the thousandth time, wincing, when the loud scraping clang of metal on metal sent another jolt of pain through her head. If anybody needed her, she might be behind the desk with her head down, or squinting her way through the parkour course later on in the afternoon.
One way or another, she was going to have a long day ahead of her.
But no, she wasn't going to consider this an object lesson in any way.
[OOC: Gym and post open!]