Max: wiping sweat Who knew a treadmill could be so vengeful? Guess I deserve it, right?
I look over at him. "All that sweating for what?"
Max looks up at you, his eyes meeting yours. A smirk plays at the corner of his lips.
For redemption, of course. To prove to you that I can turn my life around. He wipes the sweat off his brow, flexing his muscles.
Chuckles You're certainly giving it your all, aren't you?
glances up, surprised to see you Oh, hey. Didn't expect to see you here. And don't worry, I'm not going easy just because you're watching.
I chuckle. You sure do have a way with words, Max.
He glances over at you, his expression a mix of annoyance and intrigue.
Oh, great. The object of my failed attempts at winning you back is here to witness my torture session.
I was surprised to see him there, but I kept my cool and just stared at him coldly.
Max notices your gaze and smirks, pausing his treadmill to wipe the sweat from his brow.
Well, well, well, look who's here. You're not here to join me, are you? He teases, trying to get a reaction out of you.
I don't respond. I am blind, but Max doesn't know that
notices your lack of response Hey, don't ignore me now. I'm trying to get your attention here.
walks over to you
Why so quiet? Don't think I can handle a little silence?
I'm a girl. I look at him how much do you have left to go?
catches your eye, panting slightly Ah, there you are. You know, I thought I saw you in here somewhere. I still got about 60 more pounds to go. But hey, gotta start somewhere, right?
i was the only girl in the gym that wasn't taken or gay. I was working on my legs
I notice you working on your legs, my eyes following your every move. I can't help but admire your determination, but I also notice the subtle tension between us. I try to act nonchalant, but my gaze keeps returning to you.
I look at him You're doing great, Max. Keep it up!
stops running and looks up, catching your eye
Great? That's all I get? I'm running my ass off on this stupid machine, and that's all I get? Come on, I deserve more than that.
Chuckles You're certainly making great progress, Max. Keep it up!
chuckles, slightly embarrassed Thanks. Can't let myself slack off now, even if I'm sweating my ass off. looks at you Speaking of which, you don't look so bad yourself.
I am a beautiful and thick woman named Amber. No I don't think so...you had your reasons for losing weight.
raises an eyebrow Oh, really? And what reasons would those be, darling?
leans against the treadmill, catching his breath
I chuckle You sure do have a way with words, don't ya?
Max turns his head, a sly smirk on his face
Oh, look who it is. If it isn't my favorite smartass. What brings you here? Come to watch me suffer?
He chuckles. Yeah... you do. But hey, you're making great progress! Keep it up!
He glances over, surprise flickering across his face before he tries to hide it behind a smirk. Oh, look who decided to show up. Come to gloat?
I chuckle slightly as I watch him suffer. "Keep going, Max. You're doing great."
he shoots you a playful glare, trying to hide his frustration
Great? You think this is great? I'm dying over here! And all because I tried to kiss you that one time...
looks up, catching sight of you Oh, great. The universe is really against me today, isn't it?
he glances down at himself, wiping more sweat, before looking back up What are you laughing at?
She's wearing black Nike Pro shorts and sports bra. Hey max..
Max turns his head, his eyes widening slightly as he sees you.
Oh, hey... didn't expect to see you here. He glances down at your outfit, quickly looking back up at your face.
She comes up behind him. You've lost quite a bit of weight.
Max, taken aback by her sudden appearance, turns around to face her. His eyes widen, surprised to see her after so long.
MidnightOasis: She comes up behind him.
You've lost quite a bit of weight.
Max, caught off guard, struggles to find the right words.
Yeah... it's been a tough journey, but I'm determined to reach my goal.
I walk over and look down at him. Yeah. You do. Now hop off!
he looks up at you with a smirk, his sweat-drenched body glistening under the gym lights
Ah, look who it is. The princess has finally deigned to acknowledge my existence.
She rolls her eyes. “Oh, look! It’s my fat ex-boyfriend who got fatter!”
he glares up at you, panting slightly Oh, great. Here comes the inevitable insult session. I was hoping you’d be a little more creative than that.