[center][color=6ecff6][h3]Dallas Relo[/h3][/color]
[img]http://i.imgur.com/v8ZodPw.png[/img]
[b][u]Location:[/u][/b] Olympus Academy, Gymnasium
[b][u]Interacting With:[/u][/b] Delilah Wells [@karamonnom], [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXYYXkmdV44]the slow, creeping march towards achieving his delusions of grandeur[/url][/center]

[color=6ecff6][i]25.[/i][/color]

25 was a good number for anyone to hit on pull ups, especially after double that number of chin-ups and a mile around the gym to start the morning. 25 was a good number for what was supposed to be an easy day. But then Jonas Highwind had butted into the day with that dumb fucking grin [i]audibly[/i] stretching over the phone.

Even while he held the phone with his shoulder and cheek, Dallas had heard him. Dallas could [i]see[/i] him now, the imagine crystalline in his head despite the burn in his arms and bare back. He could feel himself starting to sweat into the black t-shirt he'd tied around his head to keep his hair from his eyes. Those very eyes could see Jonas' chiseled features in the wall.

Laughing at him. 

Proud of his puns.

Taking Snapchats.

[color=6ecff6][i]Eating bacon,[/i] "THAT MOTHERFUCKEEEEER [i]REEEEEEE![/i]"

[i]26.[/i]

"I'LL SHOW YOU TO MAKE FUN OF MY WORKOUT!"

[i]27.[/i]

"I'LL SHOW YOU TO DISS MY WAIFU!"

[i]28.[/i]

"I'LL SHOW YOU TO SAY TARA'S MANLIER THAN ME!"

[i]29.[/i]

"FUUUUCK [i]YOOOOOOOU[/i] [i][b]HIIIIIIIIIGHWIIIIIIIIIIIIIIND![/b][/i]"

[b][i]30.[/i][/b][/color]

With a gasp at the feeling of the familiar, satisfying burn spreading throughout his upper body with aching tendrils, Dallas dropped onto his feet nimbly and rubbed his hands together. There was a grape Gatorade left open and half-finished on the bench; the Son of the Sun sat down and took a long drink, feeling the cool feeling of the sports drink run down his throat with a soft sigh of pleasure, when he looked up, saw Delilah's face, and realized that he hadn't been alone for his last five pull ups.

What does Dallas Relo do in awkward situations?

[color=6ecff6][i]He grins wider.[/i][/color]

Dallas stuck to that mantra and set the Gatorade down beside him again.

[color=6ecff6]"Hey, kid. Highwind decided to make today his...[i]cheat day.[/i] Looks like it's just you and me. What kind of exercise do you normally do?"[/color]