[ Claude asks, gaze up toward the ceiling as he pushes his arms up for the nth time. He'd gone back to it when Sylvain foisted the weights back into his hands, and now the burn cutting through the muscle is starting to wear at his sanity.
Dropping the weights onto the ground again, he slums back into the bench, letting his arms hang uselessly at his sides. ]
Is it worth it, Sylvain? [ He gives his friend a dead-eyed stare. ] Is being a stud worth it?
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[ Claude asks, gaze up toward the ceiling as he pushes his arms up for the nth time. He'd gone back to it when Sylvain foisted the weights back into his hands, and now the burn cutting through the muscle is starting to wear at his sanity.
Dropping the weights onto the ground again, he slums back into the bench, letting his arms hang uselessly at his sides. ]
Is it worth it, Sylvain? [ He gives his friend a dead-eyed stare. ] Is being a stud worth it?