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Having returned from Florida a few days ago, Sarah is attempting to get herself back into a routine. One that started out a little too early for her liking this morning with her taking advantage of the gym and exercise area her apartment building has available to tenants and their guests.

Returning to her apartment, she heads to the fridge to grab some water jumping at the sound of her phone ringing in her pocket. 

"What?"

"Am I interrupting something or someone? You sound out of breath. Should I call you back in a little while? Also, it better be Abby, because if not, I'm quitting."

Sarah chuckles, "Don't be such a drama Queen, Tanner. I was at the gym, running on the treadmill and just got back."

"You were serious about that?" 

"Yes, I was being serious when I told you I was planning on getting back to working out more frequently. It can only help with my on stage performance and endurance, plus, you saw Abby's definition. I feel as though she might be disappointed by what she sees, when it comes time for us to, you know." 

Tanner chuckles, "I don't think you need to be concerned with that, S. Abby sees you for who you are underneath the leather and lace and she won't be turned off if you don't have abs like hers." 

Sarah smiles at the thought of Abby's abs which Tanner can't help but continue to rub in her face how she reacted to seeing them. "Tan, I need to shower and to eat, also, I'm non-caffeinated, so, get to why you're calling me so early because it's sure as fuck not that you're missing me in the 12 hours we've been apart."

"You're mean, without caffeine!"

"Tanner!" 

"Fine. The label forwarded me more song options for you to choose from and record while in studio this week. I know you were hoping to record more of your own stuff, but they're pushing hard to do it their way. I figured you would need as much time as you could get to learn and figure them out."

"Urgh! Is any of it, any good? That stuff I dropped yesterday was horrible!"

"Umm, don't shoot the messenger, but one of the songs is called Him and I and ... you're not going to like it. One sec, I'll pull up some lyrics...

"Cross my heart, hope to die

To my lover, I'd never lie
He said, be true, I swear I'll try
In the end, it's him and I

He's out his head, I'm out my mind

We got that love, the crazy kind
I am his, and he is mine

In the end, it's him and I, him and I ..."

"MOTHER FUCKER!! I'm not singing that!"

"You're going to have to power through it; It's a non-negotiable per the message." 

 "I hate this so much! All I want to do, is shout it from the rooftop that the bastard was screwing around on me and they're content to continue shoving my pain down my throat for sales." 

"I know. I wish there was something I could do to help, but like you, my hands are tied and not in a good way. You know I once went out with a sailor boy and he was very good at tying knots, unfortunately, not the best at untying them or keeping my attention." 

Sarah chuckles. "I see what you did there and thanks. I'm going to head to my soundproof shower and do some screaming and yelling for a bit." 

"Not too much; we don't need you straining your voice!"

"Fine, quiet screaming and yelling, plus throwing around a few things it is." 

Tanner chuckles. "I'll see you around 4."