The Gym, Sunday Early Morning

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Ino, despite her best attempts, was still drowsy and half-asleep from the sleepover at Lana's when she slipped into the gym and started her stretches. She blinked, somewhat bemused, she'd beaten Liir. Ha.

She let herself dwell on that rather than anything that might be waiting for her to wear in her room--at least she could console herself with the fact that, no matter what he picked, she'd picked it out to buy, so it couldn't be that bad.

Right, then. No fretting allowed.

Well. Minimal flailing was permitted, seriously.

[Ino is here for Liir, but totally open for any of your Gym-ish or Ino-ish needs.]

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Liir just smiled.

"Enjoy your time with Michael."

[intraspective]

She blushed furiously. "It's just a bit of fun."

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He shooed her off.

"Then go have fun!"

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"Going!" she chirped, darting out the door.