There's a peace that comes from working out. A way to turn your brain off by pushing your muscles farther than they want to go. Count out reps in your head lets the whole world narrow down to the burn in his shoulders, the bar under his palms, the sweat slick on his bare back
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When he'd dropped to the ground, she cleared her throat. "Is this whole setup yours?" She hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her shorts, raising her eyebrows before she smiled. "I'm Donna."
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He knew the nice thing to do would be to haul it all up to the rec center or something- but it was nice to have it all so close to him. To say nothing of the bitch of transport.
"Shadow. I'd shake your hand, but I'm gross at the moment."
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"Besides, if you're gross, I am, too." She smiled again, and then looked back at the way she came. "Where pretty much are we? I mean... this is going to sound weird, but I have a really bad sense of direction when I'm on foot." Usually, by air, she could figure out where she was going just by getting high enough that she could see what she was looking for.
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"Yeah, you're just a bit outside the hamlet, right by the World Tree. You head that way a bit, you'll hit the main path."
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"You had a good nap then? Slept through the better part of the afternoon."
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"And how's that adjusting going?"
He wanted her to feel comfortable living here full-time. It wasn't anything he could force on her, but maybe he'd be a bit on edge until she was all settled in comfortably.
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The man was huge.
He also seemed fatigued, sweat covering his body, shortness of breath.
"Are you alright?" Castiel ventured, brows drawn in concern.
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"It looks difficult..."
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