[5:00 AM]
"RISE AND SHINE, BITCH!"
I barely have time to register Haruka bursting through my door before she yanks my blanket off, exposing me in nothing but an oversized t-shirt and some lacy undies.
"What the FUCK-"
"NO TIME!" She throws some workout clothes at my face. "WE TRAIN!"
Somehow, thirty minutes later, I'm jogging through New Tokyo's streets in booty shorts and a sports bra, my titties bouncing with every step.
[Whoa,] I think, heaving. [Holy fuck. I need to do more cardio.]
"HARDER!" Haruka calls from behind me, and I KNOW she's staring at my ass. She's in a sweatshirt (rolled up to show her navel) and some shorts. "FASTER!"
"That's... what... she said!" I yell back between deep breaths, making her cackle.
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[6:30 AM]
"One more set!" Haruka stands over me as I do push-ups. "You got this baby!"