Buffy Summers (![]() ![]() @ 2012-04-23 21:47:00 |
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Buffy had gone into hiding once again with the birds and the wasps. It was easier to hide than to try and deal with them or at least in her mind. Birds were easy to take out but wasps were a whole different story. Now that the news of them being gone were all over, she figured it was about time to come out of hiding. Her blonde hair was pulled back up into a pony tail with some jeans and a tank top on already knowing where she was heading. It had been a while since she came back to the chance car to work out, which was her own fault. Buffy had told herself she had to get back into working out; however, it was so much nicer to just go about her day without the worry of hell on earth, someone going to kill her, her destiny, and most of all working out. Though she figured she had to deal with what she didn’t want to do and do it anyways. This was the reason she found herself playing with the chance door until a room that could pass for a workout room showed up. Moving into the room, she rolled her shoulders to loosen up a bit before sucking on her bottom lip to decide what she wanted to do first. After a moment, she decided to go with her usual punching bag to start off with. Her back was to the door as she kept throwing punch after punch at the bag until she felt someone behind her. “What can I do for you?” She asked without even turning around as she took another swing, listening for any footsteps or anything from whoever was behind her. |