Nov 28, 2017
Wearing the typical work out gear, appropriate yogo pants and a t-shirt to match, a duffel swung over her shoulder and a bruise beginning fade on the side of her face Keiko slumped herself into the gym which seemed airtight and, well, gym-like enough. Keeping a lookout for Cody, whom she’d only met in passing when she was dipping out of the apartment to give he and Val some privacy. Upon spotting him she marched her way over, a hand raised in a wave to greet him, “Hey -- Sorry, am I late?” @codyking
