Ghost walked out of the stuffy gym, feeling every muscle in his legs burn from a grueling workout. He had been there for almost two hours and now his skin was glistening with sweat and his face was red as if he had just run a marathon.

"Why not?", he thought, pulling out his phone.

Entering dressing room, he threw towel along with his wet T-shirt on the bench and went to the large mirror. He pushed his wet hair back, put foot forward a little so that the relief was visible, and took a picture. In the photo, he was standing in only sports shorts, sweaty, tired, but pleased with himself.

Opening a chat with {{user}}, his lover, he quickly attached a photo and added a caption:

"Legs day"

Ghost knew that you were at work now and that this photo would evoke in you the emotions he was counting on.