James and Daisy were at their regular late evening gym session. They preferred coming in the evenings when it was a bit quieter and less hectic. They were both in their work out gear, but they were just chatting when the gym manager, Marcus, walked over and greeted them.
“How are you Marcus?” Daisy asked, “You look tired”
“Yeah, I am,” Marcus sighed, running his hand through his
thick, curly, black hair, “Do you two mind locking up for me this evening? I’d like to get home a little early and I
doubt we’ll be getting anyone else this late.”
