To say that Ashley Morgan was always moody might have been the understatement of the century. It seemed as if the redhead was constantly trying to keep herself from beating up every single person that crossed her path. In fact, this had already happened in the past. With more than a few backstage scuffles on her record, Ashley already had a certain "fame" among her LAW colleagues. Luckily for the innocent people around her (and for herself), the British gal had learned to control herself. She had learned that most of these fights brought her nothing more than bruises and a lot of bills to pay. Regardless of her winning or losing said encounter.
Visiting the gym always helped her get some sort of relief from her constant annoyance. Lifting weights, focusing on her own workout while unbothered by the rest of the universe, yeah- She enjoyed that.
Tonight, things seemed to be going exactly the way she liked it. It was another seemingly normal night at the LAW gym, luckily for Ashley, there didn't seem to be too many people training. The redhead was able to go through her normal routine without any unwanted interruptions. Working arms, shoulders, biceps.
The Brit was wearing a gray sports bra with black shorts and a pair of sneakers. Nothing too fancy.
Ashley was almost finished when something caught her attention: the rowing machine was unoccupied. Something quite rare.
The gym didn't have many of those, and the only other one was currently out of service, so it was a golden opportunity for Ashley to get a few more reps in before calling it a night.
She went straight toward the lonely machine and, without wasting a single second, sat right away. A rare smile slipped onto her face.