running and texting at the same time was a feat fit for a superhuman, though none of her skills as a superhuman lent her to be good at it. managing to send off the text to manu though, she ended up at the training room a minutes later, winded, but happy to see that he hadn’t arrived yet. catching her breath, she leaned against the wall and closed her eyes, pretending to be asleep. finally, when she heard his footsteps, she opened her eyes and stretched, putting a hand over her mouth to cover up an over-the-top yawn. “took you long enough old man.”
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His eyes shift rapidly from his phone, to Fleur, and back again. A perplexed-yet-amused look begins spreading across his face as he sets gym bag down. He plops down on the bench across the room and begins wrapping his hands, shooting a look at the obviously drained agent, seeing the perfect opportunity to have a little battle of wits. “If only you had the kind of hustle during Red.”
