The Gym, Sunday Afternoon

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Cally has wandered her way down to the gym. She's done enough fiddling with her new tools, reading, etcetera. The kickball game had sadly proven her athletic inadequacies. She was going to fix that.

She starts with running laps around the gym. After that, she would go to the weight room, and after that, she's grabbed one of Anders' Pyramid balls and plans to mess about on the court a bit.

No way the best Pyramid player on campus was gonna have a pipsqueak weakling for a girlfriend.

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[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders shrugs and kisses Cally's nose. "Could hit the weight room, maybe? Work on a few light routines that'll give you a breather? Could be my turn to be the coach, for once." He winks at her.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Oooh, so you get to order me around for a change, huh?" Cally winks back. "Alright, I'm at your mercy. What am I doing?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders thinks for a second. "Yeah, weight room, definitely. C'mon. (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/346657.html?thread=13180705#t13180705)"