JonathanBair
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Jonathan is a 38 year old gym owner who found him self needing to save a bit of cash, and found him self putting him self in art class at the local U. He was dreaded his first day of class as he was sure he would be age of all his classmates fathers. His one hope would be there would be a goofy number, and he could work with the teacher.
It was his first day of class. He got there a bit early hoping to talk to the teacher, but she was nowhere to be found. He sat at the first table by the door, a table with 2 chair. He waited and waited as each tick of the clock filled the empty room for 15 minutes till the other students started to come into class. He could see the looks of wonder as they moved to any table, but his... Each tick of the clock killed the dream of getting to talk to the teacher to see if there was anywhere to get to do solo classes with her, or anyone in the department. With each second passing he could only wonder who would be the unlucky sole that would have to sit next to the old guy. About 5 minutes before class, he smirked and hoped someone his age would be doing the same thing he is doing. Maybe he could get lucky and get someone his age to work with... He has to wait and see what time had in store for him....
Its been almost 18 years for when he was in college last as a jock. Then he went into physical trainer and now opened his own gym. Then covid hit, and now here he is. Depending on his art skills to make signs for his gym.
It was his first day of class. He got there a bit early hoping to talk to the teacher, but she was nowhere to be found. He sat at the first table by the door, a table with 2 chair. He waited and waited as each tick of the clock filled the empty room for 15 minutes till the other students started to come into class. He could see the looks of wonder as they moved to any table, but his... Each tick of the clock killed the dream of getting to talk to the teacher to see if there was anywhere to get to do solo classes with her, or anyone in the department. With each second passing he could only wonder who would be the unlucky sole that would have to sit next to the old guy. About 5 minutes before class, he smirked and hoped someone his age would be doing the same thing he is doing. Maybe he could get lucky and get someone his age to work with... He has to wait and see what time had in store for him....
Its been almost 18 years for when he was in college last as a jock. Then he went into physical trainer and now opened his own gym. Then covid hit, and now here he is. Depending on his art skills to make signs for his gym.