The Gym, Late Monday Morning

Sleeping in was nice. Especially on such a cold morning. But as much as she'd like to spend the day as a couch potato watching the Olympics, she needs to get some exercise done. Bundled up in her sweats, iPod in hand, she headed to the Gym.

Once there, she stretched out a bit and then hit the trainer.



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[identity profile] cameronmitchell.livejournal.com 2006-02-20 05:21 pm (UTC)(link)
So he might have fallen asleep again after Kawalsky left. Cameron stiffled a yawn as he headed into the gym and wondered what the hell happened to being a morning person. "Yo!" He waved at Izzy.

[identity profile] cameronmitchell.livejournal.com 2006-02-20 05:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Cameron considered it for a moment. "Anything said on the radio is absolutely not true."

[identity profile] cameronmitchell.livejournal.com 2006-02-20 05:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh god, I should have kept my mouth shut." Cameron groaned and moved to one of the weight lifting machines.

[identity profile] cameronmitchell.livejournal.com 2006-02-20 05:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nah huh," Cameron shook his head and adjusted the weights before sitting down. "You can listen and I'll make sure you don't find me until you've forgotten about it."

[identity profile] cameronmitchell.livejournal.com 2006-02-20 06:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"Would you believe me if I said that they reported that I ate turkey for breakfast?" Cameron asked.

[identity profile] cameronmitchell.livejournal.com 2006-02-20 06:12 pm (UTC)(link)
It's too bad that he's a lousy liar. "It might have involved ass slapping," he mumbled.

[identity profile] cameronmitchell.livejournal.com 2006-02-20 06:19 pm (UTC)(link)
He really shouldn't have opened his mouth. "It's totally Jaye's fault!"

[identity profile] cameronmitchell.livejournal.com 2006-02-20 06:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Cameron forgot about his exercise for a moment and stared at her. "Fine, she offered money to well... you know and I kinda let her and... Okay, so the radio was right."

[identity profile] cameronmitchell.livejournal.com 2006-02-20 06:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"It was easy money!" Cameron objected and tried not to flail.

[identity profile] cameronmitchell.livejournal.com 2006-02-20 06:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"No!" He groaned and let go of the handles to bury his face in his hands. "I can't help it if she's obsessed with my ass." He might have mumbled.

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-02-20 06:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Parker smirked on her way by the bag. "No, but the money was totally optional," She pointed out, stretching out her arms, one over her shoulder, and grinning at him. "I should slap your ass because of the hug they reported."

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-02-20 06:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Parker works the bag with concentration, not too intense today, but clearly preoccupied.
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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2006-02-20 06:40 pm (UTC)(link)
The hour was a little early for Xander on a Monday with no classes, but what the heck; he thought he'd head into town to grab some breakfast, since he was awake. And since he'd missed Isabel last night, and had something he wanted to ask, he headed for where he was pretty sure she'd be.

"Hey, you," he said, ducking his head into the gym, and waving so hopefully she'd notice him even with her earbuds in.

[identity profile] cameronmitchell.livejournal.com 2006-02-20 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ah, come on, Parkie. You like it," Cameron had a deathwish.

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