When angry, count to four. When very angry, swear - OTA

[movetheearth]

The repetitive thud thud thud of fists connecting with the punching bag are a big giveaway of where Ric is currently seeking solitude. He's got one earphone in his ear, music screeching out loud and angry from where the other dangling down, bouncing against his chest as he takes out his anger on the inanimate object.

There's no way to easily

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[greenhaired]

Lorna seldom bothered with working out in the gym. She didn't see the point. She kept herself in shape the usual way; her room suited for her routine, she did yoga on the main courtyard and she swam when no one was around to make those stupid 'too much chlorine' jokes about her hair. Occasionally, she considered dying it again.

In her work out gear, she decided, following the illness that rendered her bed bound for however many days, she really needed to burn off the energy.

She hadn't expected the place to be occupied. "Oh, sorry." She wasn't sure if Rictor even noticed her, too busy beating whatever it was he was imagining the punching bag to be.

[greenhaired]

It's good to know that Rictor isn't just a pretty face then, that he's got a little bit of sense, or at least that he's that dopey about Martini that he's not thinking with his revenge brain and his dick.

"You wish you had boobs, you know it." Either way, Lorna's glad she could at least help enough to get him thinking on things, and get that horrid dark cloud away from him. Some people just aren't made for moping.

"Thanks," at the very least she'll do half her work out, since she wasn't planning on sticking around for too long. "You know if you really need to talk, I'll listen, okay? Just don't expect too much touchy feely bullshit, okay?"

[movetheearth]

It's more to do with him being quite a bit tunnel visioned when it comes to Martini, than to do with Ric ignoring the revenge brain. The boy is in head over heels love with the guy, and not very good at saying that outloud and as much as he's hurt, he has no urge to go making matters worse.

"I don't know, there's a reason GOd didn't give me boobs. I'm already gorgeous enough, add boobs and none of you ladies would be getting laid." He even pretends to cup his imaginary boobs as he stands up.

"I," Rubbing at the back of his neck Ric leans in and presses a chaste kiss to Lorna's forehead. "Thank you beautiful. I swear, Scouts honour, no touchy feely bullshit." And with that he'll head out the gym, already lighting up a cigarette before he's even out the door.