It's hot. It's hot hot. It's waaaaaay too hot. So very very waaay too hot.

So you'd think that'd mean dialing back on training and stuff, right? It's summer break. 'Break' is part of the title. And it's way to hot to be doing things.

But that's not really how things work when the 'things you do' are, y'know, keep the city safe and crime-free and all that. Because that's kind of important work, no matter how hot it is. So everyone's gotta keep up patrols, and training. Sigh.

Steph grumbles to herself and glares at the punching bag as if it's to blame for her sweaty and miserable state. It had been plenty of times before, but today she hasn't swung a single punch yet, so it's really just a scapegoat.

"Uuuuugh it's waaaaay too hot for this," she groans, leaning back against the wall. "Can we at least get some extra fans in the gym or something? I'm gonna get heatstroke if I even look at the treadmill."