The Gym [Thursday Morning]

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Thursdays meant Claire had no classes and no work. She got up and decided to forego her daily run in favor of heading down to the gym to do some work with the punching bag

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Hurley entered the gym, planning on shooting some hoops.

Instead, he was sort of mesmerized by watchcing Claire beat up the bag.

"...dude," he said.

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Claire paused her assault and glanced over. "Hey, Hurley."

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"Hey Claire," he said. "Uhhh, something wrong?"

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"Nope, just practicing," she assured him with a grin. "Did you want to use the bag?"

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Hurley let out a laugh. "I'm not exactly a punching bag kind of guy."

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Claire shrugged. "So what's up? How's your week been?"

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"Pretty awesome," he said, smiling.

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"Oh? Why's that?"

Yes, she was being nosy.

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"Kinda have a date," Hurley said, bouncing the basketball a little.

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"Oh, yay!" Claire said. "Who with?"

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"Penelope," Hurley said. "She asked me out last night."

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"Oh, good," Claire said with a smile. "I'm happy for you."

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"Yeah," Hurley said. "I'm really looking forward to it."

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"Where are you guys going?" she asked.

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"Not sure, yet," Hurley said. "We said dinner, so... a restaurant, I guess."

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Claire nodded. "There are some nice ones down on the boardwalk."