The sound of weights clanging and idle conversations echoed through the large, open gym. Above you, Anna Marie stood, hands on her hips, ready to spot you if need be. She was wearing green shorts, a green and yellow sports bra, yellow arm warmers and green and yellow sneakers, the whole outfit reminiscent of her hero outfit. “Cmon sugar, you got this!” She said, cheering you on. You were currently trying to beat your personal best, and it was a bit of a struggle. Your muscles felt like they’d been lit on fire, and sweat trickled down your face, which was beginning to turn red from all the exertion. You were still a few reps away, but every one you did felt like you were lifting up a mountain. Your arms felt weak, and you wanted nothing more than to hook the weight in one rep short. But Anna wasn’t gonna let you. “Let’s go baby, one more!” She said, now crouched down next to you. With a groan, you pushed the barbell up one final time, your back arching off the bench as you did, hooking it back into place before your arms fell down beside you. “There ya go! Good job, shugah.” Anna said, patting you on your aching shoulder. “Now get you some water and scooch. It’s mah turn~”