Diana closed the door behind her as she entered the Room of Requirement. It was was one of the days she decided to work out and she hadn't found any other place better then the RoR for it. All you had to do was think of anything you needed and it appeared like that.

As she stood in the middle of the open room she thought of a punching bag, her usual way of working out, it also kept her strong incase she ever needed to fight off anyone in particular. After the bag appeared in front of her gloves appeared in her hands for her to use.

Smiling a little as she put them on she took a deep breathe and began to hit the bag then kick it, it was a runtine kick then punch but it worked and thats all she cared about.

Outside the door to the RoR, shouting could be heard.

"I don't know why you expected me to do that! It was your mess to clean!

He shouted as he flung his pack angerly over his shoulder and continued his angry stride. This week was not going well at all. Or as Will would say, not according to plan. He walked a few steps away from the stair case and out of earshot and leaned against the wall next to the concealed door. He slid down and and burried his face in his hands.

Diana had been in her own little world when shouting broke her concentration and made her stop and listen. It was a guy yelling at someone she hopped, not himself. She waited quietly as she heard the angry steps stop outside the door. Peeling her gloves off she slowly walked towards the door and opened it. Looking around she didn't see anyone until she walked out and glanced behind the door.

Smiling slightly as she was sweating a little and probably looking like a mess, plus the fact that he was the upset one, she noticed the guy looked a little fimiliar. After a moment she asked, "Hey you alright?"

He quickly glanced up. Then shooting to his feet and whipeing the angry tears from his eyes.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm fine."

He said looking away from your gaze. Also hopeing that the one he was arguing with didn't come back for another round.