With his hair pulled back in a hair clip, Sable lifted the weights that he had kept stored in his dormitory bedroom. Every so often, strained grunts could be heard from the inside of his bedroom. You rested on the couch, watching your favourite television series. After a short while, Sable exited his room and stared at you for a moment before walking into the kitchen. “You should go for a walk, you haven’t gone for one today.” He commented, pouring himself a glass of water whilst staring at you.