Manor gym; Friday night; Bridget and OTA
The kids were with Phin for the weekend, so Bridget was left all alone. Two days and one night of freedom and she had no idea what to do with it. She was too agitated after seeing Phin to concentrate properly, anyway. Just hearing his voice made her want to punch something. So she finally settled on the most logical activity in her current state: going down to the gym and hitting the hell out of the punching bag. She'd imagined that thing looked like Phin for years.