You finished your last set, heading to the bathroom to clean up before you head out. As you looked at yourself in the mirror, the door swung open and another woman walked in. You saw her around, and whether or not you wanted to be her or be with her was often confusing.

“Hey.” She lifted her head in your direction before setting down her things and heading into a stall. You were all done and you surely didn’t wanna seem like a creep, standing around waiting for her to finish doing her business, so you left.

On your way out the door, you heard her again. “Hey!” You turned to see her in a light jog toward you, out of breath considering she just worked out. Maybe you should’ve just waited. “Hey…” She said again, catching her breath.