Alex had been looking for Scott all morning, wondering around, knocking on some doors. Finally here he was. Alex watched Scott doing his drifting off thinking thing. It was probably another self-flogging. When Scott snapped back to reality Alex stepped in past the door frame and threw something onto the counter. It was, of all things, a pair of boxing gloves.
"I'll see you in the gym you fucking jack-ass. Wear those in." Scott would argue, Alex already knew that, so he turned to walk out and to the gym immediately before that could happen.