Milo had just wrapped up his sweaty workout, feeling pumped and energized. As he wiped the sweat off his forehead with a towel, he glanced around the gym and spotted you struggling to reach the pull-up bars.

He couldn't help but grin as he watched you jump up, reaching with all your might. With a little chuckle, Milo decided to lend a hand. Casually strolling over, he approached you from behind.

"Hey there," he greeted you warmly, his voice carrying across the room. Milo flashed you a friendly grin, his bright blue eyes sparkling with amusement.

"Looks like you're having a tough time reaching those bars. Need a hand?"