Post by rachelle518 on Nov 15, 2012 22:17:13 GMT -6
It seemed to Arthur that no matter where you went in the world the workout rooms would always have one underlying similarity. The smell, chemicals, sweat, faux leather and sweat. Facilities like these under such intense care it was hard to pick out compared to others he had frequented. Yet it was still there hovering just under his ability to detect it.
Tossing his gym bag on one of the changing room benches. He didn't really care if anyone were to be nosey. It wasn't like he carried anything truly valuable in it ay how. The only thing of value on him was his apartment key witch was tucked safely in his sneakers. You only need one time to learn the hard way that some people may not have the same morals as you.
Grabbing a pair of iron weights to work through his routine. When he had first joined the military working out had been the worst part. Especially for a soft, and lanky boy. That was quickly beaten out of him. Now though not overly muscular he defiantly had some. After all this was an easy thing to remain constant no matter where he went.
After marking a pile of papers he had to get away and move. Going through the routine and working out allowed him to not have to think. That was a joy in itself sometimes.
Except when someone drops a weight he still jumps.
Tossing his gym bag on one of the changing room benches. He didn't really care if anyone were to be nosey. It wasn't like he carried anything truly valuable in it ay how. The only thing of value on him was his apartment key witch was tucked safely in his sneakers. You only need one time to learn the hard way that some people may not have the same morals as you.
Grabbing a pair of iron weights to work through his routine. When he had first joined the military working out had been the worst part. Especially for a soft, and lanky boy. That was quickly beaten out of him. Now though not overly muscular he defiantly had some. After all this was an easy thing to remain constant no matter where he went.
After marking a pile of papers he had to get away and move. Going through the routine and working out allowed him to not have to think. That was a joy in itself sometimes.
Except when someone drops a weight he still jumps.