She caught the water bottle and nodded her head to him in thanks. Cracking it open, she took a long few sips of it before sighing a bit. “I’ve just got it planned t hit the gym hard for quite a while. I need ta work out some frustrations. My girl left so I’m single yet again.” she explained with a heavy sigh and slump of the shoulders.
Fang hadn’t even seen it coming either but she respected Meg’s wants all the same. It still stung and hurt from it being all out of the blue but it ended up a good note between them even if Fang felt the pain. After their breakup, she had been spending a bit more time at the gym trying to work on the machines or bust out against the punching bags to work the frustration out of her safely. She didn’t want to hurt anyone in the process while she worked through her emotions on her own.
"I can hang back a while and help you out with your lifting. I don’t mind bein’ a spotter for a friend." She still managed a smiled all the same.
"That’s very unfortunate to hear." Ansem frowned. "I can understand. Nothing helps an injured heart more than a bit of exercise. At least, that’s how it’s worked for me." He left it at that. Ansem didn’t feel the need to prod or make Fang uncomfortable with digging around for the reason for their sudden break-up. He was curious, though.
"Follow me then." He gestured with a firm tip of his head in the general direction of the gym. "I tend to work in a quiet corner past the ellipticals." Ansem began. "Hopefully, it’s not too busy today. It always irritates me when people sit on equipment, talk, chat, and not use them. I had to leave without getting a workout in once. That was a few weeks after New Years at a separate gym. I think people use them more for picture proof, and ah, mating grounds more than exercise." Ansem rambled on the way to their destination to fill the silence their walking pace had fell into.
"Yeah, I just got done with some running on the machines. I was comin’ out here ta get some water as the bottle I brought with me ran dry. I do my best to keep hydrated and all." She smiled before he offered to buy her one. Fang smiled lightly knowing he was a good friend and decided to go ahead and let him get one for her. "I’ll pay you back sometime with lunch whenever we get time free." she offered with a smirk.
"Raspberry is fine. Something flavored now and then never hurts." Drinking plain old water could get tiresome after a while and she often tried to drink water along with watered down Gatorade when she needed extra things to keep going. "Hitting the weights or are ya going ta work on other things?
"I thought I’d try out some of the new weightlifting equipment the campus bought. I haven’t done sets on anything but my upper body in a while. I figure today would be a good day to work on legs and thighs since there’s something I can use now." Ansem pulled Fang’s water from the slot after purchasing and tossed it to her.
"Hmm," He cracked open the cap of his water and took a sip. "Maybe three to four sets of fifteen for my legs. That doesn’t take long though. I could probably use an assistant for a quick bench press after I stretch, warm up, and get target areas out of the way. Are you off to do something busy? I typically don’t like to lift over a certain amount alone."
The gym had become a hot spot as of late for a few dedicated people to work out and to keep in shape with. Fang happened to be one of them and she had just finished up working her cardio up on the treadmill and felt herself wanting some water. It took her a moment to realize she had not packed any in her bag and she grumbled a bit before fishing out two dollars for the vending machine not far down the hall outside.
With a towel around her neck, the woman moved out of the room and walked down the hall to spot the backside of a familiar person she knew. With a grin, she whistled on purpose to try and draw his attention to her. Fang chuckled a bit as he murmured something and moved up closer to him. “Hey, long time no see my friend. How ya been?”
Fang cocked her head to the side with her smirk bright on her face. She looked like she had worked up a bit of a light sweat for starters in her gear of black basketball shorts and a black and dark green work out top that showed off her midsection and her back well. Fang was never one to be shy of her features but she knew what it took to keep the muscles she was content with as well.
"Ya about ta hit the gym or were ya just passin’ through?"
"Ah, hello there, Fang." Ansem gradually relaxed. "Long time no see to you, too. I was in fact heading to the gym. I needed to snag a water bottle first." He flashed his teeth in a lopsided, friendly grin. "You look a little flushed." He casually looked her up and down. By what she was wearing, Ansem could tell that she probably came from the direction he was soon to be headed in.
"If you want some water, I’d be happy to buy you one." He turned his direction back to the vending machine; hair sticks softly clicking when the sharp turn of his head. Under his bright orange gaze, the digital sign to the vending machine flashed "1.00" before settling. Ansem took another single bill from his pocket and entered it into the machine. He considered getting flavored water for a moment. He was paying two dollars, right? Might at well.
After making a swift selection, and watching an inner rail slide his purchase into a reachable slot, Ansem took his water bottle for the day and stuffed it under his arm. “I got raspberry. Which one do you want?” He forked up another two dollars and returned his attention the young woman behind him.
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Ansem responded with a rather hearty laugh and reached out with his hand to stable his friend in his seat. When Xemnas was comfortable, more or less, he took a seat on the opposite side and plucked a packet from a bowl off to the side of the table. Still chuckling under his breath, Ansem placed down his phone, and keys, settled Saachi again in his pocket, and tore open the packet he had picked up. He reached in the bowl again and handed Xemnas one of his own.
"It’s just for your hands." He pulled a cloth from the ripped paper and rubbed the damp material between his palms. "A lot of things here you simply eat with your hands. You aren’t required to use these, but they’re here as courtesy." After swabbing his hands, Ansem placed the used cloth aside and folded his arms over the edge of the low table.
"So, mind chatting while we wait?" His face formed an expression of deep interest; nonchalant attention shifted to the moving pedestrians outside the window every now and again.
Xemnas stared at the packet while trying to brush off the fact that he had embarrassed himself. At first he thought it was a condom- which confused him to no end. He had never been to a restaurant that required someone to use their hands. However, when Ansem explained what to do he nodded and opened the packet then started wiping his hands.
The silver-haired male looked up at his roommate when the noise of the other moving drew his attention, “I see. A courtesy.” Xemnas blinked slowly at the older male’s question, “About what?” He looked at Ansem quietly as he tried to figure out why he was asking to talk. Either Ansem wanted to yell at him about something or to talk about past experiences- which would both create major tension.
”Well…..how do you like having me as a roommate?” That seemed like a good starting point. In this way he could address any underlying concerns that Ansem had with him and bring them to light.
"I think you’re fine as a roommate." Ansem’s eyes rolled up to the ceiling in curious thought. He hadn’t given much mind to Xemnas in general…well, except for one little thing.
"Though, if I were to ask you of something, it would be to work a little swifter in the mornings. By the time my alarm goes off, you’re already up. I have to wait an extra hour to use the bathroom." He gave a tip of his chin when full glasses of leeche flavored ice water were placed down in front of them on the table. "That’s my only ‘complaint’. If that is what you mean by the question.”
Ansem rubbed Saachi’s back through the fabric of his jacket. He assumed she’d fallen asleep after her purring ceased. Thirsty, he took a straw from a holder, removed the paper wrapping, and used it to take a long sip of his drink. “I suppose,” Ansem paused “that I should ask you the same thing. How am I as a roommate?”
Ansem gave himself a look over in the bathroom mirror. He supposed he looked alright. Maybe he should switch out his pins for better ones? But, he had already changed his hair decor at least five times now in indecision, and not to mention all the time he wasted sifting though his endless boxes of all he’d collected over the years.
"I suppose this will have to do." He decided and turned his head slightly to the side in one last examination. The beaded chains of his hair sticks swayed when he squared his jaw and readied to exit the bathroom. Ansem avoided stepping on Saachi’s tail and held up a notebook folder to hide his pinned hair as he passed his roommate in the dwarfed hallway to the living room. He stuck his tongue out in retort when Xemnas made the comment he expected, and snatched his room key from the hallway table before slipping on his boots.
After leaving the room, trotting down the dormitory complex corridor, and signing out at the front desk, Ansem headed out the glass doors and turned a sharp corner in the direction of the campus gym. Humming, he wrinkled his nose at the crisp wind that chilled the tip of his nose. He eyed a small vending machine along the way for some sort of water bottle to take with him.
"Two dollars?!" He curled his lip and mumbled. Oh well, he dug into his pocket to make a purchase anyway. Ansem was slipping in his first dollar to the payment slot when something ripped his attention away. "Pardon?" He could of swore he heard someone whistle in his direction.