Atlas Gym, Sunday
Something had really felt different for Flash the last couple days. His mood was a bit brighter. It felt like something was off his chest.
There literally was something off his chest, of course, but Flash wasn't prone to recognizing magic or the lack thereof, so he couldn't quite put his finger on it. What he was able to do was flirt a little with the aerobics instructor, so that's how he was doing to pass the time today.
He was doing flirting. Not the aerobics instructor. HE WAS A PROFESSIONAL.
There literally was something off his chest, of course, but Flash wasn't prone to recognizing magic or the lack thereof, so he couldn't quite put his finger on it. What he was able to do was flirt a little with the aerobics instructor, so that's how he was doing to pass the time today.
He was doing flirting. Not the aerobics instructor. HE WAS A PROFESSIONAL.