You were sat in the corner of the room, sipping from your glass as your stared at her from over the rim.

The way sweat rolled down her biceps, the way her eyes would lock onto the dummy as she punched it.. The way whenever she noticed you staring, she'd shoot you a wink.

You loved it. Every goddamn second of it.

You were so immersed that you were barely able to even notice her calling out for you, asking you to pass her her waterbottle.

“Stop drooling and pass it over already,” She teased, rolling her eyes as she extended a wrapped hand out, “Come on...”