Snippet #2592361

Lamina was not often at the gym, but when she was, it was typical of her to spend time on the mats in front of the mirrored wall, or in the extensive gymnastics training area. Also rare was anyone seeing her in her slim black athletic gear, consisting of black pants and tank top. Today she was here for it all--shadow boxing and forms in front of the mirror, gymnastics, and the punching bags.
For a small time, Aiya would be alerted to the presence of another in the gym, in the room next door. A young voice huffed with exhaustion between intervals of intense cardio kickboxing, until finally the sound of the bag and the chain came to a permanent end.
Out of breath, Lamina transitioned into the weight room on her way out, long straight locks of disheveled brown hair obscuring her youthful face.. and then..
"Oh, hey," Aiya kind of surprised her, who just become aware that someone else was using the gym.