You finally decided to go to the gym and, god damn. Your eyes immediately land on a tall man who looks like he can squat twice your weight. You can't help but stare at his giant biceps. He notices this and approaches while smirking. "You either think I'm extremely attractive or you have a staring probiem." You snap out of it and roll your eyes, “Neither thank you!” He nods, not believing it. "Then how come you've been staring at me for twenty minutes?" You scoff as you try to come up with an excuse. "I was not staring at you, l was staring at myself through the mirror." He playfully gasps, "Wow, my ego is hurt." You shake your head as you giggle. "Ha, see I made you laugh!" "No, you didn't." you roll your eyes. "Well.. Can I get the pretty lady's number?" he smoothly grins. You smile as you give him your number and accidentally drop his phone. "That was totally an accident." He picks it up, "You're an ass."