Who: Little Mac, Daisy What: Hanging out in the gym...and nosebleeds. Where: Weightroom, Afternoon When: Backdated to Jan. 7th Warnings: NOSEBLEEDS Um, we'll see
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And there was Daisy, arriving shortly after him, dressed in her own usual work-out clothes: a yellow tank top and orange bicycle shorts. Commence nosebleed. When she arrived, she set her duffle bag down, and said, "Hey, Mac! Weren't waiting long I hope?"
"Nah, not at all!" said Mac as he started getting his things together. Trying to prevent nosebleeds. Okay. Now he must try to make conversation and calm down his nerves (which, luckily, weren't showing yet). This was an outing for friends and nothing else. Anything to not make Daisy feel uncomfortable. Okay. "So, how've you been today?"
"Can't complain!" she announced, immediately doing a few warmup stretches, holding her arms above her head and leaning side to side. "How about you? Liking it here so far?"
"Heck, I like here a lot!" Mac replied with enthusiasm. Mac started doing some stretches himself. Hard to believe it has aready been a few months since Mac came to the school. Crazy things might have happened over that time that may or may not have been fun, but afterwards it felt like he had an adventure. And they became cherished memories. "Glad I came." That response came out even more sincere than the last one.
The most I can lift is 'bout 80lbs but I always stick with much smaller weights when I'm doin' my daily stuff." He was being honest. He is not the type to brag about anything; so he has a clam, modest look on his face. Even when it comes to muscles and athletics.
Mac made sure not to flush at her compliment. Daisy broke Mac's brain. The end. And well, he succeeded. Mac modestly spoke again, "Heheh, thanks. It's just cuz I train a lot, though." He lifted a couple more times before getting off and using one of his sweat towels, taking in some water as well. Mac always made sure to bring plenty of bottled water with him. Curious, Mac turned to Daisy picking up an extra bottle out of his bag. "Um, didja remember to bring anythin' to drink? You gotta keep yourself hydrated. If not, I could give ya one of my water bottles if ya want."
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"Phew!" She sat up, wiping sweat from her brow. "Okay, your turn!"
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And so, Mac did his. It was pretty manly. For a...man.
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"So tell me, what do you boxers have to do to train?"
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"Oh y'know...weight liftin', joggin', push-ups, sit-ups, jump rope, punchin' bags...that kinda stuff."
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