Food and Hidden Agendas

"One... Two..."

Pushing myself from the ground, I groaned as the satisfying pain shot through my muscles.

It felt as if my muscles would tear apart, however, I kept my body steady, ignoring the discomfort completely.

'Just another fifty...'

Beads of sweat rolled down my forehead, blurring my vision.

Nevertheless, I only stopped when the set was completed.

"Ughhh..."

Collapsing onto the ground, I allowed myself to lay still for a few moments, feeling the burn of exertion pulsating through my body.

Only after the first few waves of discomfort subsided, did I slowly sit up and take a deep breath.

My eyes automatically darted toward the clock on the wall, noticing that it was almost time for lunch.

I quickly went to wash myself for the second time this morning and left my apartment, heading toward the Cafeteria.