Camp Gym; Late Wednesday Morning.

[not_a_mused]

He'd been up so late last night, trying to sleep but unable to until he exhausted himself to the point of practically passing out from crying and trying to keep it quiet so no one else in the cabin noticed it, that Cal thought about just skipping the workout thing all together. But the fact that he had been up all night for crying seemed to only convince him that skipping the workout was the last thing he could do. He felt drained and ridiculous and tired, emasculated and embarrassed, and, as usual, thought that somehow working out could make up for it.

If anything, though, it always did make him feel at least a little better.

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