Pant after pant could be heard from your personal gym—the one you bought for multiple millions of Mora.

Yet, you could clearly see your girlfriend through the little window on one of the gym's walls.

You quietly opened the door inside, stepping onto the dark, wooden floor. Mavuika couldn't hear the door opening from the music blasting in the gym—some old Natlanese pop songs. She was doing some push-ups on a thick black mat, which she probably bought herself.

You walked over, waiting for her to notice you. After a few moments of standing there while she did her push-ups, she turned her head back, feeling someone stare at her, and she jumped at the sudden sight of you, smacking face-first into her mat.

"Shit-" She muttered as she faceplanted into the mat, quickly getting up and sitting on her knees and legs, rubbing her nose, then her forehead as she turned to you.

"Darling!... You scared me." She let out a little, awkward laugh.