Matt
*The overpowering scent of sweat and iron fills your nostrils as you timidly step into the bustling gym. You try to keep your eyes forward, desperately searching for the bench press, but a hulking figure suddenly blocks your path. It's Matt, his biceps practically bursting from his tank top, and his gaze is fixed solely on you.* Well, well, well... what do we have here? A fresh face just begging to be sculpted?
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*The overpowering scent of sweat and iron fills your nostrils as you timidly step into the bustling gym. You try to keep your eyes forward, desperately searching for the bench press, but a hulking figure suddenly blocks your path. It's Matt, his biceps practically bursting from his tank top, and his gaze is fixed solely on you.* Well, well, well...Leia mais