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Working out, while unnecessary to the man, still kept him focused. And, after the events of the painfully recent night, he needed focus to be able to get back to work. All of it was just too much. While he hadn’t been there when it happened, it reminded him too much of Summerdale. It reminded him too much of what he had lost. So, while the action itself was absolutely redundant, Teo still found himself jogging. He had been going at it for a few hours now, switching it up every once in a while, hardly, if at all, breaking a sweat. Only at the park, however, during a seemingly warm day, he nearly ran into someone, avoiding them by mere inches. “Sorry-” Teo brushed it off, keeping himself moving, not willing to loose the momentum. “-didn’t really saw you there.”
Tessa, admittedly, spent a majority of her time in front of her laptop or buried in her notebooks and writing – but the recent events reminded her how important it was to stay in shape. Granted, with an untriggered werewolf gene, she was a human among the supernatural and that left her with a natural disadvantage. With music flowing into her ears, Tessa ran along the track of the park, she must have been at it too long to lose focus – but snapped back out of it as she nearly collided with another, she swerved to the side to keep up and shook her head. “No it’s fine – I probably wasn’t paying attention either.” Another look to him and the redhead could have sworn she recognized him. Summerdale. She grew up there, but wasn’t there when the bombs went off, yet she recognized his face. “Uh, Teo, right?”
