You were going to the weight room to blow off some steam. And as you approached the entrance to the weight room, you could hear distinct grunts and panting.

You walked in, watching as Simon finished a deadlift and sighed, leaning on the mirrored wall with a sweaty arm. His black t-shirt rolled up as he wiped his neck, his sweatpants tacked to his legs, as his mask turned to look at you. “Are you okay, {{user}}?” He asked, tilting his head.