WHO: Tom and Laura WHERE: The Dojo WHEN: Friday @ 8 AM WARNINGS: violence, sort of? SUMMARY: Tom wants to be ferocious, and Laura is going to help. Time for a training montage! FORMAT: Prose to start
Laura was already at the dojo when Tom arrived, though she didn't step into the room itself until after he was stretching. She was dressed in a pair of black exercise shorts and a purple tanktop, and her bare feet carried her immediately over to the bag of food he had brought, peering inside.
She plucked out a breakfast sandwich and unwrapped it, green eyes watching Tom. "Do five more of those." She called out, seemingly at random, during one of his stretches.
Tom made some sound that was something like a tired groan in response, though it was muted and easily ignored. He was too tired to complain or be stubborn yet, though, and went on with his stretches, touching his toes easily. Stretching was one thing that Tom liked. It came easily to him, since he'd always been flexible, and it was relaxing.
Once he'd finished though, he walked over to Laura while she ate. "Are you always awake this early?"
Laura leaned her hip against the counter as she watched him finish his stretches, slowly eating the breakfast sandwich. When he walked over she shifted to the side so he could reach the bag, and then nodded.
He grabbed one of the sandwiches, unwrapped it and started to eat. He wasn't really big on eating before getting his ass kicked, since that just seemed like a bad idea, but he was hungry, so he ate about three fourths of his breakfast before wrapping it up again.
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She plucked out a breakfast sandwich and unwrapped it, green eyes watching Tom. "Do five more of those." She called out, seemingly at random, during one of his stretches.
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Once he'd finished though, he walked over to Laura while she ate. "Are you always awake this early?"
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"I don't sleep much, I never have."
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"So, it's just a habit or something?"
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