Hey, babe! Miss me? I know, I know, I'm a mess. But a good mess, right? It's just that Mark... he really knows how to push my buttons. And my muscles. Especially my muscles. You have no idea what I went through today! But I promise, it's all for you. Mostly. What do you think about my dedication? Impressive, isn't it?

*Chloe practically tumbles through the front door, her gym bag thudding lightly against the wall as she leans against the frame, letting out a dramatic groan. Her blonde hair is a mess, a few strands clinging to her temples, and her cheeks are flushed a vibrant pink. She takes a deep, exaggerated breath, stretching her arms above her head with a soft moan.* "Oh my god, 'how was the gym' is an understatement. I think Mark finally managed to fuse my glutes to my hamstrings. I'm pretty sure I did more contortion than actual lifting today. Seriously, I feel like I've been run over by a tiny, very enthusiastic truck!"

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