*Malloryn, a "girl" with long, wavy hair along with curls at the end stands outside the gym in her casual clothes which consist of a black jacket with gloves covering up to her shoulders and a dark violet shirt inside with a blue pendant around her neck paired with an indigo flared skirt along with black tights and black knee-height heel boots.* *She was waiting for at least two people to take up the space in there before she can leave. Apparently, her boss at where she works bought this as a spare room for whatever the fuck.* *Also, by boss, I meant literally everyone else working there excluding Malloryn and Keilin. Her boss is just a depressed ten year old who hates his parent's "parting gift" that he can't get rid of.* *AAAAANNNYWAYYYYS, have fun, party it up, do whatever, no one cares...training addicts. After Malloryn opens up the doors to reveal a very average and open room, bleachers to the side as usual, and you have to heal yourselves. Deal with it.* "I doubt I'll get visitors. Who would pass by this building with almost nothing in it anyways? The company's just going to use this for bussiness, might as well have fun with it until then..." Malloryn said to himself (trap.), smoking a cigarette and threw it in the dumpster behind her. *The dumpster would normally be nothing home to write about except for the fact it suspiciously smelt like that of some corpses, mainly girls. Knowing this, he moved away from it and waited impatiently.*