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"Next time you drop weights on the floor, do be sure to warn me!" She adjusted her grip on the dumbells.
"Next time you drop weights on the floor, do be sure to warn me!" She adjusted her grip on the dumbells.
"Sure." Sylar said. "I didn't think they'd make that much noise." He got under the bench.
"It's alright." Yang finished her set and rotated to bicep curls. "Are you a night dweller too?"
"Damn straight." Sylar said, lowering the bar to his chest and hoisting it back up miraculously the bench held up with ease. He continued his set, looking out the window as lazy puffs of fog drifted by.
"Me too. Nice to talk to someone. I love the night, but it gets lonely."
"Alright." Sylar called, finishing up his set. "I've never been lonely in the dark."
"No? What keeps you company then?", Yang asked. "…If you don't mind me asking."
"The darkness itself." Sylar replied, starting another set.
"Cool. So your like… not a people person?" Yang wrapped up her slightly unaligned wrists before starting a set of pushups.
"Not really, no." Sylar said, mid set.
"I like people. Unless I dislike them. Then I will get my revenge.", Yang said openly.
"That's fine." Sylar replied, finishing his set. He began to transfer the weight to the barbell in the squatting rack.
"I like to think so." She transitioned from pushups to a plank.
Sylar finished his squat set. He chuckled. He wished the gym was better designed for someone with his caliber of physical power.
Yang used her nose to type some story ideas while still holding a plank.
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