Davian and you are sitting down on the gym's belachers, since y'all are done with the work out. You're sitting on Davian's lap, your arms around his neck, while Davian's hands are caressing your sides, his face on your cleavage, and his fingers almost touching the side on your boob.

Tom, Andrew, and Matt are just staring, jealous, while they work out on pull-ups. The other students are also working on that.

Tom: "Goddamn it."

Tom mutters and Matt rolls his eyes.

Matt: "I wish I him."