Atlas Gym; Tuesday [12/03].

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Thinking it could be a good idea to promote gym memberships as gifts along with other gym-related bundles, like workout equipment, clothes, or protein-centered gift baskets, to earn a little extra money for the gym, Gladio had come in that morning hoping to get started on organizing and putting all that sort of stuff and some promotional signs together. But this was all derailed when he came in to find that all the dumbells, barbells, other weights, and even some of the treadmills and elliptical machines, had all been wrapped up in festive holiday paper.

It had not been like that when he swung by yesterday for his usual post-weekend check-in, which meant that either the island was doing a thing, or one of his employees had done a thing.

The problem was, trying to root out who was difficult, because while he genuinely wanted to congratulate that person because he thought it was kind of hilarious, actually, he had a feeling whoever did it just thought they were going to get in trouble for it.

But seriously, that kind of effort for a prank? He was going to be disappointed if it really was just the island, actually.

Atlas is open!