<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2015/09/20/19/2C8C8BE400000578-3242294-image-m-116_1442775049720.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Camelia "Cam" Tuft | Venom<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Locker Room<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 16th, 10PM<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Salem<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Winding down after a good workout<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Outfit (https://i.imgbox.com/nmHjY6YE.jpg)<br/><hr/><br/>It had been a long day, but Cam still had so much energy to burn off before she could fall asleep. It was a shame that she couldn't find anyone to work out with or just hang around with. During the week when classes were in session, it wasn't easy finding someone to ditch sleeping just to keep her company. Sure, Roberto would do anything for her, but even she knew better than to wear him out. Plus, she was certain that she'd end up bugging him before classes in the morning. She couldn't seem to let him sleep in ever, so it wasn't fair to keep him up late as well.<br/><br/>Working out alone was difficult for her; Anytime she was alone was always difficult. It was probably something she needed to see a therapist about, but she could never admit that it was a big enough problem to seek treatment. So, she had put in some earbuds and listened to an audio file her fathers had sent to her. It was basically just them catching her up on things at the house and outside of this mansion. They talked about how much they missed her and how the house wasn't the same without her in it and told her not to worry about things, just like any other parents would. Sure, it was strange to not listen to music when she was working out, but she enjoyed the sound of someone talking to her so much more. It eased her anxiety and allowed her to have a good workout session that didn't need to be cut short due to a tightness in her chest and the urge to find anyone to keep her company; It was a little trick she learned in order to cope with the loneliness this place sometimes had to offer.<br/><br/>After spending some time on a treadmill, jumping rope, and doing some hanging crunches, she cooled down with a bit of yoga to slow her heart rate. She didn't typically do much with most of the equipment around the place and never really needed to worry about having a spotter. She worked out to stay healthy and get rid of energy rather than to get stronger. She had never been much of a fighter and nothing had changed now that she had the opportunity to become a part of the X-Men. It just wasn't something that interested her. If she really wanted to hurt people, there were much easier ways to do so than punching or kicking, in her case. A quick kiss, a lick, a sneeze... There were quite a few options.<br/><br/>Satisfied with the amount of energy she had burned, the blonde made sure finish off her water bottle on her way to the locker room so she could lock it up in her locker and dispose of it in her room later on. She was always very cautious about making sure no one accidentally got hurt because of her carelessness. It was something that she had learned to manage to do for about seven years so far. By now, it was second nature to her. There was no thought process to it anymore.<br/><br/>Wanting to hear the end of the long audio message, she took her time at her locker, bending over to untie each sneaker before removing them and setting them in the bottom of her locker, along with her socks, and sat down on the bench to finish listening to the wonderful message. She missed her parents a lot, but she also would miss everyone from here a lot if she were able to go back home. Cam often had trouble letting go of people that she considered to be friends and there were a lot of people on that list, including those who didn't consider her as a friend. She has an unfortunate ability to attach herself to people very quickly. It didn't matter if it was a pet or a childhood friend or someone she met for a cup of coffee, she always felt that tinge of pain in her heart when she knew she wouldn't be able to see them again for a long while or ever again. It was truly depressing at times, which is why she constantly surrounds herself with people as much as she can.<br/><br/>Salem was no different. They weren't too close, because Salem had a bit of an issue with being alone together, but they were definitely friends. They were both virgins, which Cam decided was enough justification to hang out together whenever she could convince her to do so. And even though Salem was very much a prude (and didn't flirt much, it seemed), Cam couldn't help but continue to be herself and flirt with the girl whenever they were together. Salem was just so pretty! Of course, even if she were unattractive, Cam would still flirt with the girl. She liked to make people feel good about themselves and had no issue with seeing inner beauty as well as outer beauty. It just so happened that Salem had both! Sure, she was rough around the edges and most of the students found her to be too authoritative at times, but Cam couldn't seem to be swayed from becoming friends.<br/><br/>Once the message had stopped playing in her ears, Cam turned off her iPod and pulled her earbuds from her ears. Standing up, she set her iPod in her locker and untied her hair before grabbing her hairbrush from her locker. After closing it and slipping the lock on it, she walked over to the full-length mirror that was at the end of the lockers and looked at herself in the mirror as she brushed her long blonde hair, wanting to get all the tangles out before taking a shower. It always took her a bit of time to brush through it all with her bristle brush. All the while, she<strong>sang</strong>(https://youtu.be/mer6X7nOY_o) softly, her voice echoing through the locker room.