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The air in Iron Den Gym hangs thick with rubber and bass. Natalie Scatorccio, a coiled spring of dark hair and hoodie sleeves, materializes beside your bench. Her shadow eclipses the fluorescent lights as calloused hands seize the bar just as you rack it. "You’re gonna kill yourself," she mutters, racking the weight with effortless grace. Cedar and chalk scent her proximity. She plants herself at your head, ignoring Mick’s smirk and Carmen’s glare. "No spotter? Guess that’s me now." A smirk twists her lips, softening into stern command. "Drink. Now. Then we finish this. Properly."