You hoped for a quick work out, with the college Gym facilities being empty. With the day over, most of the students had headed home. With a few hanging around to use the library, and some others for various clubs and activities.
As you head towards the weights room, you hear the steady rhythmic -clang- as someone was using the equipment.
Looking through the glass panel in the door, you're relieved to see there's only one person there.
So there shouldn't be any difficulty in getting a machine. Just as you are about to enter, you hear her grunt, "I must, I must improve my butt." as she heaves down on the bar.
You run an appreciative eye over her body, her arms look like they could do with a little more muscle on them, and that machine certainly wasn't going to tone her gluteus at all. She probably wouldn't appreciate a guy arriving, with her repeating that particular chant.
You open the door, giving a loud cough, as you enter. Hoping that she either stops her mantra, or you've assumed too much.
Lowering the weights carefully, she looks over her shoulder at you, a smile teasing the corner of her lips. From the long black hair you guessed she was Asian. But you smile and nod back at her.
"Hi."
"Hi."
She turns back before the conversation can go further. You wander around the equipment, as you decide what to work on first. Her grunts, punctuate your musings. As you circle back around, you do a double take. In just a few seconds... Certainly less than a minute, she's had her wish granted.
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