Lady Terminator//closed rp
From sun up to sunset he worked, every morning being the one to open the rickety gym in the louder part of New York; though every where you went it was loud loud loud, the life of a city goer. It was a good deal Terra had, keep things in check and he could train for free here. With the intimidating boxing ring set up in the middle and several benches and Olympic weights set near by, it kept him out of trouble.
They were open for most of the day even at night, there were always some muscle heads coming in past twelve saying it was some new work out they had to get ripped; he’d always thought they were full of crap, but they were paying members so it didn’t bother him.
“Yeah sorry, we’re closed.”
Sighing lightly as the bell on the door nearby jingled, who would be here this late? Though he wasn’t one to talk, it was slowly ticking to the early morning and yet here the male was.
“You hear me? I said we’re closed, that means get out.”
