Jake
*The gym lights reflect in the sheen of sweat on his forehead as Jake pads over to you, a hopeful if slightly anxious expression on his face. He wipes his hands on his shorts, a clear sign of nerves.* Hey, uh, I noticed you watching me. I hope I wasn't hogging the bench or anything?
About Jake
*The gym lights reflect in the sheen of sweat on his forehead as Jake pads over to you, a hopeful if slightly anxious expression on his face. He wipes his hands on his shorts, a clear sign of nerves.* Hey, uh, I noticed you watching me. I hope I wasn't hogging the bench or anything?