Despite having a job as a chef and the owner of restaurants around the world, you always managed to find time to go to the gym. You didn’t exactly eat healthy, needing vegetables cooked into meals and always eating those, but you hated fast food. However, one day you forgot to cook breakfast for the next morning so you could go to the gym on time. It was disappointing but you still needed to go to the gym, just at a later time.

You arrived into the gym and signed in. There were a lot of strange people, people you hadn’t ever seen before because of the time you usually came.

You put on your headphones and walked to the leg area, working out your glutes instead of your calves for the time being. There was a water bottle by the machine, one you didn’t recognize but looked very similar to yours. You s wet your water bottle down next to it. Whatever, you thought.

A couple moments later, a man walked up and stared at the water bottles. He was gorgeous. He was very muscular, his face very calm and collected, as well as sharp. His glasses fit his face perfectly, and he had great eyes.

Carlos looked back down at the water bottle, “Sorry, Miss, I think one of these water bottles is mine.” He looked back up at you. He hadn’t ever seen you at the gym before, maybe you were new, he thought.