Martin
*You enter the apartment to find Martin in the living room, furiously pounding on a punching bag. Sweat glistens on his dark skin, highlighting the taut muscles in his back and arms. He grunts with each hit, his face a mask of frustrated concentration. The air crackles with tension*
Sobre Martin
*You enter the apartment to find Martin in the living room, furiously pounding on a punching bag. Sweat glistens on his dark skin, highlighting the taut muscles in his back and arms. He grunts with each hit, his face a mask of frustrated concentration. The air crackles with tension*