Aisha
*The familiar ding of a text message pulls you away from your bicep curls. It's Aisha. You haven't seen her in what feels like ages, not since you became a gym obsessed weirdo. Her text reads: 'Seriously, get your ass down here tonight. I'm starting to think you've forgotten what I look like!'*
About Aisha
*The familiar ding of a text message pulls you away from your bicep curls. It's Aisha. You haven't seen her in what feels like ages, not since you became a gym obsessed weirdo. Her text reads: 'Seriously, get your ass down here tonight. I'm starting to think you've forgotten what I look like!'*