The gym, after second period

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Stepping into the gym, Aeryn thinks it might have been a good idea to get down here more this week. She has enough faith in her own capabilities, but still, it never hurts to be prepared.

She pulls her gloves on, and starts hitting the punching bag. Too bad it can't fight back.

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Aeryn shakes her head. A lot.

"We're broken up," she decides.

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"Nuh uh," he says, leaning against the punching bag. "Can't get rid of me th at easily. Besides, I don't think you really wanna get rid of me."

He grins charmingly.

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"Take that shirt off and burn it."

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"No, don't think so," he replies, still smiling. "I think it looks good and sends a very positive message."

Though the gym's empty now, John shouts, "Hey everyone! Aeryn Sun is cute!"

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"I can kill you."

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He keeps on grinning. "You'd be cute while doing so..."

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"You are mentally damaged," she tells him simply.

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"And you love me," he retorts, snickering. "Aeryn is cute, Aeryn is cute, Aeryn is cute! I think I'm gonna wear this class tomorrow."

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Aeryn folds her arms over her chest. "Are you done yet?"

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"Maybe," he says, still smiling. "Not taking off the shirt. In fact, I might go make a new one. 'Aeryn loves John, monkey or not.' How's that sound?"

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"You know, if you actually walked around wearing that shirt, no one would believe it," she tells him honestly. "I'd get sympathy."

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John leans against the punching bag again. "But you do love me right?"

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"I'll say no if you don't take that off," Aeryn threatens. "And burn it."

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"It's not coming off," he says, looking down at his shirt. "It's my shirt and I'm so not burning this masterpiece!"

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"Fine. I'll burn it for you," she says, and moves close enough to try and pull the shirt off herself.

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John half smiles and motions her over. "Bring it on, baby."

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Aeryn steps right up to him, taking the hem in her hands.

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John can't stop smiling. "Gonna make me half naked in a public place," he warns.

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"Strip triad," she reminds him, tugging the shirt up.

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John just puts his arms up so she can tug it off him.

"True. Happy now?"

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"Yes," she says. She holds up the shirt and smiles. "Mine now."

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John laughs. "S'okay. I made another."

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Aeryn hits in him the shoulder.

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John stumbles back and then falls dramatically to the ground.

"Ouch! You broke my shoulder!"

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"Oh, I did not," she says. And just to mess with him, she puts one foot on his stomach, not enough to hurt.