Gym; Monday Morning.

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It was Monday and Cal had managed to find the gym in the dorms, not as if it had been that hard, so it was pretty easy to assume what he was doing. Pumping weights to tick the time until he had to stop, shower, and go to class. Waxing faux intellectual in his head on the habitual nature of humans. Same old, same old.


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