After a few minuets of gaming Zayne remembered that he was suppose to be getting dressed, he hit the pause button and dropped the controller on the bed side table and stood up and headed towards his en-suite bathroom. Looking into the large mirror above the sink he thought again about something James had said about his "fat stomach", he patted it a couple of times and turned to the side and lent slightly forward and grabbed a small amount of his belly flab and jingled it slightly. 'Oh well' he thought, Its no more than most of his friends, and his abs were just about visible 'I'll work it off' he said to him self.
"Brrrr" he grunted, he rubbed cold water on to his face, as he walked over to the towel rack he looked down ad the scales 'may as well' he thought to him self. Zayne brought his foot around and pulled the scales out and jumped on, 9.0, 9.1, 9.2, 9.3, it rose, and eventually settled 3 lbs above his previous weight at 9 stone 10 lbs. "3lbs of flab", he chuckled. "That'll be easy to work of". He kicked the scales back under the towel rack and returned to his room and pulled his trousers up, his boxers still visiable 2 inches above his baggy jeans.
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