<a class="postlink" href="http://troublessmile.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/bi-rain1.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/>Xander watched Srytka turn and go before he himself turned back to the sand bags. It wasn’t like he needed to explain anything to her. He had already tried. He had no excuse to go after her so he didn’t. There wasn’t a girl in this place that he would waste effort on chasing down. Girls were distractions, no matter how long the distraction lasted one night or a whole relationship. He grimaced as he landed a punch on the bag. Relationships…He hadn’t had one of those in a while. He wanted to focus on what he was good at, where his future was. No matter how beautiful or sharp tongued the girl in question was. He. Had. To. Focus. He punctuated each word with a particular hard hot to the bag a frown wrinkling his forehead as he recalled some of her own words. She had been harsh not that he hadn’t deserved it.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">It's fake. Like you. Since you need the clarification.</span><br/><br/>He snorted aloud though his eyes narrowed as he wiped the perspiration from his forehead on the back of his arm. How the fuck was he fake? She was the one parading in here like she had a clue about boxing, him or this gym. Calling it a hell hole…like she was some sort of fucking princess that was too good for this place. He wanted to tell her where to go but that would involve chasing her down and he wasn’t about to do that.<br/><br/>Xander was still fuming when he finished his work out sometime later and headed out, freshly showered with his hair still dripping, to grab a burger. Mostly he tried to ignore it but it was hard to ignore the way her words and the looks she had given him, looks of utter contempt, kept popping up in his mind’s eye. Seriously, who the hell did that chick think she was?<br/><br/>Ducking into some grimy little takeout he ordered a double decker burger with extra bacon and fries then leaned back against the misted window to wait, rolling his shoulders and cracking his neck, despite his efforts at the gym the tension still lingered. He doubted his little run in with the red head had helped any. He almost growled at the thought. Maybe he should have taken her suggestion and gone home with Cassie.<br/><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://thumbs.motherlessmedia.com/thumbs/4F4E6FC-zoom.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/>Luna watched, head cocked to the side and openly curious as the guy answered his phone. She had been an outright bitch and yet here he was, strolling along by her side as if he didn’t have a care in the world. Even now when it was obvious that the person on the other end of the phone was tearing him a new one he didn’t seem at all bothered by it. She bit her bottom lip and glanced around wearily. She was late and being late meant having one of those oh so intimate meetings with her manager. It could also be the difference between keeping her job and finally getting fired. She shifted from foot to foot wondering if she should just go…but her gaze drifted back to the stranger’s face as he sighed and she decided against it. He really was stunning, she admitted to herself as she studied him up close and when he gave that half smile she just about- “Hm?” Her thoughts, which had been rapidly descending into the gutter, were interrupted as he hung up the phone and turned his attention back to her.<br/><br/>“Uh yeah,” Luna muttered, following his lead and walking on though admittedly a little dazedly. “Where are we going? Or are you planning to come to work with me?”<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Before someone thinks that we are more than friends.</span><br/><br/>She felt her face flame in response and slid her hands into her pockets. “I sincerely doubt anyone would think that,” she stated with amusement lacing her tone. There was no way in hell anyone would look at the pair and assume they were more than friends. Friends with benefits perhaps. His piece of rough even more likely. Anything more? Nu uh.<br/><br/>“You said something before about Elliot and me. We’re not together. Not like that anyway. I’m just stuck with him.”