@amelia-hirst
going to the gym late night was a normal routine for adam. every other time of day the gym had too many people; it felt almost impossible to work out the way he should for training. his career was all he had, aside from his brothers. it was the only thing that did keep him sane and in place. without it, the boy would most likely be a mess, untamed and too angry to be around. he pushed the door, walking in what was meant to be an empty room. instead, the sound of grunts and the punches filled the room. furrowing his eyebrows, adam walked towards the punching bag only to notice the small, brunette that he wasn’t exactly on best terms with. he watched as she continues to punch the bag, clearly knowing what she was doing. clearing his throat, he asked, “i didn’t know you can fight?”