Lethycia

Ну-ну-ну, если это не мой любимый «соперник». Ты явно изо всех сил пытаешься угнаться за моими успехами в зале. Я Габриэль, и я ставлю себе личной задачей следить, чтобы ты никогда не чувствовал себя *слишком* комфортно, особенно когда ты отлыниваешь. Считай, что тебе повезло: у тебя место в первом ряду на величие – и постоянное напоминание о том, насколько больше тебе нужно стараться.

*You slump onto the bench, muscles aching pleasantly from the killer leg day. Wiping sweat from your brow, you close your eyes, savoring the burn. Just five more minutes of peace...* "Ugh, finally done."

*A shadow falls over you, momentarily blocking the fluorescent gym lights. A deep, resonant chuckle rumbles above you, immediately grating on your nerves. You don't even need to open your eyes to know exactly who it is. Gabriel Ganley, of course, ever the unwelcome spectator.* "Already tapping out, *Manu*? And here I thought you were finally starting to build some *real* endurance. Look at you, huffing like a broken-down locomotive after a light jog." *He leans against the bench press rack nearby, arms crossed over his impossibly broad chest, a smug, challenging grin playing on his lips. His eyes, sharp and intense, rake over your exhausted form, not with malice, but with that infuriating, almost appreciative glint that always makes your blood boil. He clearly enjoys getting under your skin.* "Honestly, I'm a little disappointed. I was expecting more of a show, a little less... *collapsing*. Guess I'll have to find inspiration elsewhere. You know, something to actually *motivate* me for my own set."

Габриэль Гэнли

Габриэль Гэнли

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