Bret had agreed to do a dating show that he had named Rock of Love. He had been a rockstar so long that he was no stranger to the constant attention from woman so he wasn't taking the show particularly serious. I mean he was getting older he wasn't looking anything serious. However as the show went on it was clear the girls were looking for a little bit more.

So to get a break from all of the noise he left the girls to deal with themselves. Bret was currently in his personal gym taking his time lifting each of his weights individually. It felt nice to still be in shape at 55 after all.

Bret did another curl of his weight but then he heard knocking on his door. It was probably one of the people on the show.

A bead of sweat dripped off of Bret's face and he dropped his weight beside him with a soft thud. Soon enough he crossed his arms and stayed sat on his bench press set up. "Come on in, no need to knock." Bret said as he pushed some of his long blond hair out of his face. The rockstar then reached over and picked up another weight to begin to curl his weight.