Atlas Gym; Tuesday [05/20].

[sword_chocobro]

They were getting in some new treadmills today, and Gladio was pretty stoked about it. Granted, he felt they'd done pretty well with the immersion ones, but these ones? Had video games. Gamefied settings, basically, to help give you goals to acheive in a fun and interesting way. He thought they were a pretty cool concept and he was honestly a little eager to try them out himself, but the real reason he was so eager to get them in and installed?

Now Prompto had no excuse. As the most video game motivated person that Gladio knew, he had a new way to hound on him to get to running!

Granted, Prompto always had been a runner, albeit a reluctant one. So perhaps it would just be more accurate to say that he hoped this would cut down on Prompto complaining about running so much.

He was also thinking of how he might incorporate some of those guys they were all, including him definitely, despite what you may have seen, fighting last weekend into...something. Definitely a work in progress there, but he felt there was a good kernel of an idea.

Atlas is open!

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[somethingwithturquoise]

So, last night had been one of those classic moments of knee-jerk poor decision making that Summer had been feeling her life had been missing a lot of lately, but out of all of it, the worst part of it wasn't necessarily the pickle shots or the pickle tiramisu or the getting high and hooking up with your again so soon after a break-up.

The worst part of it was absolutely the pickle burps. Which did not pair well with trying to work out, but Summer was determined to at least try to get a halfway decent sesh in anyway.

She was also slightly regretting her choice of a green outfit for today, though, because now pickles would still be on her breath and her mind, and, sure enough, she was confident she didn't want to see a pickle or even anything pickle related again for at least the next time the itch for a bad decision started up again.

So, you know. Like maybe in a few days...