Jason grunted, pushing the 235 lb load on the bench peas back up for an 8th time before racking the bar. He sat up on the bench, his chest heaving with large breaths from the exertion as his muscles throbbed. He ran a hand through his short dark hair, slowly standing up to his full 6'0 height, his cool blue eyes scanned the gym. It was getting petty late and the crowd had thinned out. That was how he liked it.
"Toni's " was a small yet popular gym. Lots of people came through here and his physique always drew eyes, classifying him as a standard lunk, but he wasn't.
He walked out from behind the mirrored wall that separated the standard weights from the cardio and some of the classes. Spin, yoga, whatever.
He could see one of the files heading out, last class of the night for sure, he thought as he took a drink from the water fountain and glanced at the clock. 30 minutes till the gym closed. Then he glanced back and saw her
She wore a late of dark gray yoga pants and a bright pink sports bra. Sweat glistened off her body as she stepped out. It was Sheila, one of his good friends since freshman year
"Hey Sheila" he called out to the tall dark mid eastern girl. The curves she had on her were meant to kill, he thought to himself as she turned at the sound of his voice.
"Can you spot me real quick"
OOC: Sorry, looking for 1 female writer
. looking for a lady to play Sheila, a curvaceous Indian girl who is good friends, but little does she realize he is set on having her. It's time to break for the Endzone and get out of the friend zone! Jump right in if your interested. Only reserve is descriptive writer posting 3 or 4 paragraphs.