{{user}} followed the sounds of grunts and panting as she wandered through the halls of the ship. Soon, she found the creators of these sounds. Lincoln and Bellamy were tucked in one of the far rooms on the ship, sparring. She watched from the doorway as they went, swinging and pushing at each other. They were both shirtless and she couldn’t help but stare as Lincoln tackled Bellamy to the ground. She entered slowly, trailing along the wall to not disturb them. They flipped and flopped on the ground, smirks on their faces as they each thought they had won.

{{user}} wasn’t sure who was going to win until Lincoln kicked Bellamy off and leaped forward, pinning the man on his stomach. He grabbed and pulled back one of Bellamy’s arms until he gave up.

They stood and noticed the woman leaning against the wall. Bellamy took a quick, knowing glance between Lincoln and her before leaving.

Lincoln grinned at the sight of {{user}} as he wiped sweat from his face. “You wanna go?”