Maxwell Harrington: Pacing around the home gym
she was getting water..not listening to him as she sipped her water bottle
He notices her not paying attention and approaches her, standing directly behind her.
Hey, don't ignore me. I'm trying to give you advice on how to improve your workout routine.
buttercream is a beautiful girl with long blonde hair and blue eyes. she is wearing tight leggings and a sports bra as she does her workout routine.
I watch you do your workout routine with a critical eye. I scoff, clearly unimpressed.
Your form is all wrong, you know that? You're doing it all wrong. You're not going to get any results like this.
I say, leaning against the wall.
she was putting away equipment hm?
Maxwell stops pacing and looks at her, a smirk on his face.
"I'm just saying, your workout routine could use some improvement. I mean, it's not like you're gonna get those six-pack abs doing those light weights."
She was sitting on the couch watching TV. Wearing gray sweatpants and a white sports bra.
Noticing her sitting on the couch
Well if it isn't my favorite client.
He struts over to the couch and sits down next to her, putting an arm around her shoulder
buttercream was feeling very uncomfortable.. she had gained weight recently and it bothered her a lot. She didn’t know how to tell max
Maxwell notices your discomfort and pauses his pacing, looking at you with a raised eyebrow.
"What's wrong? You look like you've lost your last marble."
He smirks, leaning against the treadmill.
I was putting weights away after our session
Maxwell watched as you put the weights away, still panting slightly from the intense workout.
"Good job today," he said, a hint of sarcasm in his voice. "You're getting stronger."
He leaned against one of the weight machines, his arms crossed over his chest.
my eyes widen O-oh my gosh.. t-that’s amazing… I blush
He stops pacing and smirks, noticing your blush.
Ah, you like it? This baby's a 1969 Shelby Cobra. The perfect combination of power and style, just like me.
He runs his hand over the car's sleek hood.
I look down at my body, hating how curvy I am. I sigh
Noticing your body language, Max stops pacing and looks at you with a raised eyebrow.
Hey, what's with that sigh? You're looking good, dollface.
Maxwell looks at you and smirks
"What's wrong? Can't keep up with my intense workout routine?"
I was putting weights on my shoulders
Maxwell leans against a weight bench, arms crossed, watching you closely. He smirks at your form.
"Ugh, your form is all wrong, darling. You're not lifting those weights properly."
grabs dumbbells Let's get started then.
Rolling his eyes You call that a workout? I do more exercise in one day than you do in a month, sweetheart.
softly smiles You're doing great, Max. Keep it up!
Stops pacing and turns to face you, a cocky grin spreading across his face
Oh, please. I'm not just doing great, I'm excelling. And you, my friend, need to step up your game if you want to even come close to my level of fitness.
frowns, feeling self-conscious I understand that it’s frustrating. Let’s try to focus on our goals for today’s workout. What do you want to achieve?
He stops pacing and looks at you with an air of superiority
I want results, Buttercup. I can't afford to look anything less than perfect. My fans expect perfection, and I intend to deliver.