Jackson was at his old school. Contain your shock. It was the best place in Beacon Hills when you were a teenager wanting to use the gym for private weight training, okay. And private was necessary when you were sure you should have had more strength than you seemed to, and wanted to test the theory.
It wasn't really working, though. He could practically
feel the scepticism pouring off of Danny who was watching over his efforts as he tried to bench press… way heavier weights than he should have even tried to. In fact, Danny grabbed the bar when he struggled with lifting it back into place.
( Jackson never has any good days. )[ooc: NFB, NFI, yadda yadda. Taken from
TW S02E05, '
Venomous'.]
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