Jake had no idea what he was getting himself into when Leah dragged him to the hotel gym that morning.

“Come on, we have to get a workout in,” Leah said, tying her hair into a ponytail and adjusting her cropped hoodie. “We can’t just eat fries and lie around the whole vacation.”

Jake grumbled, rubbing sleep from his eyes. “I thought that’s what vacations were for.”

But somehow, thirty minutes later, he found himself on a mat in front of a mirror, doing squats with a resistance band while Leah filmed clips for her “Siblings Workout Challenge” TikTok. She looked totally in her element—confident, focused, barely breaking a sweat.

Jake, on the other hand? Not so much.

After squats, she made him do walking lunges across the gym. “Don’t let your knee go past your toes,” she said cheerfully, like a personal trainer. “Keep your back straight!”

“I’m trying,” Jake groaned, wobbling mid-lunge. “Why are my legs already on fire?!”

Leah laughed and pointed her phone at him. “This is gold. My followers are gonna love how dramatic you are.”

“I’m not dramatic,” Jake muttered, flopping onto a bench like he’d just run a marathon. “This is actual suffering.”

But Leah wasn’t done. “Alright, leg press machine time. Come on!”

“Are you trying to kill me?”

She smirked. “Nope, just trying to turn my little brother into a beast.”

By the time they wrapped up the workout, Jake’s legs felt like spaghetti. He barely made it back to the hotel room without collapsing in the hallway. Meanwhile, Leah was still energetic, already editing her video and humming to herself.

Jake laid face-down on the carpet. “Next time we’re getting breakfast. Just breakfast.”

Leah looked over and laughed. “Deal. But tomorrow we’re doing arms.”