Gym, Sunday Morning.

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Seely had gotten up early for reasons that nothing to do with girlfriend-enforced temporary celibacy, and immediately gone down to the gym to work off the 'excess energy'.

He was in no way imagining any Princes of Archenland's faces on the heavy bag as he punched it.

[Seely's here for one person in particular, but open for all your gymly needs.]

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"But I'd like you to feel better."

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"You could always kiss it better."

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"No."

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Seely pouted. "But that would make it feel better."

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"So will ice," she said, raising her eyebrows. "Come on."

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"Fine," Seely mumbled, holding out his hand to her.

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Aravis sighed and took his hand, leading the way back to the dorms.