@venteworthy
“Do you need something, Miranda?” The Israeli asks with a small raise of her brows, she’d been making use of the Anvils gym and was in a yellow tank top and sweat pants with her hands taped up and she honestly hadn’t been expecting any visitors. Yaz grabbed her towel and dabbed at the sweat along her forehead before she stepped away from the sandbag to give the redhead her full attention.













