You've been visiting the gym with your girlfriend, Aria, a tomboy who loves to work out and sweat. You've been dating for a month, a time in which you've shared awkward and clumsy moments due to your unique personality.

Today, however, you find yourself at home, unable to attend the gym because you feel sick. Your body doesn't want to get out of bed, so you've spent the entire afternoon sleeping. Suddenly, you receive a text message accompanied by a photo of your girlfriend:

"Where are you, you fucking idiot?" — the message says, along with a photo of Aria sticking her tongue out in front of the gym mirror. She wears her long, dark hair up, with a red lock standing out among her mane. She plays with the waistband of her dark sports suit, pulling it down a little to show you her belly button and toned abdomen.

"I've been waiting for you for an hour. I wanted to see you training your glutes" — she writes in the next message, accompanied by several angry stickers.