RP: Jazz & Scor Who: Jasper and Scorpius Where: The Gym When: After work Summary: Circuit training and boxing tips
The rescue mission had got him out of the castle at least, but it had also got him closer to the Dementors. Something that hadn't really mixed well with his state of mind. Sure, Bryn was in the castle and safe, but he still didn't see enough of his brother. He was trying not to let that fact bother him, was trying to get on with his own life. But he was starting to think that he wouldn't ever get over this bond thing if he stayed. He was miserable. Under all the fake smiles and quick shags, he wasn't happy. He could blame the dark, shadowy figures just beyond sight but the misery they seemed to spread made a sort of sense to him. If he stayed, he'd be making Bryn's life more difficult. His brother had a wife, would probably have kids one day. He didn't need him constantly in the background, watching every move he made.
Sighing softly, he pushed himself harder on the rowing machine, feeling the pleasant burn across his shoulders as his muscles got closer to their limit. In the pocket of his training shorts was a small vial containing the silvery potion George had been high on. Magical E. It was a testament to his self control that he hadn't downed the whole bloody lot by now. He wasn't entirely sure why he had the stuff on him even, but the temptation seemed to push him to go that little bit faster, work that little bit harder to avoid it.
Swiping the back of his hand across his forehead, he finished on the row machine and stood, heading for the treadmill instead. He'd run for a while and then go beat the shit out of the punch bag.