fandomtownies | Atlas Gym, Monday (2/25)

There didn't seem to be anything especially weird going on, with the equipment or otherwise, when Beau arrived for work this morning, and that in itself had her giving the entire place a healthy dose of side-eye.

She kept glowering suspiciously at the weight racks and the exercise machines as she made her morning rounds, the expression increasingly intense as the normalcy continued, because this was Fandom and she didn't trust that it was going to stay ordinary and not-weird.

So it wasn't really that she was being an exceptionally conscientious employee when she made repeated rounds to keep checking up on everything; she was just checking repeatedly to see if or when anything did suddenly end up made out of licorice or whatever, in hopes that it would make her feel better because things were back to being random and bizarre.

So far, no such luck there. Great, now she was going to be all paranoid.

[OOC: IDK, dude, I'm falling asleep rapidly here. Gym/post open!]