I'm a Barbie girl
Three beads of sweat dripped down Draven's forehead, and his left eye instinctively closed so they wouldn't drip 8nto it. Reaching forward, he grasped his slightly damp towel and wiped his brow. "Just a couple more steps." He murmured and pushed himself through the soreness in his legs to continue his workout. Climbing the last few steps was tough, but that's what it was all about. Gently, he climbed off the stair stepper and wiped the equipment down. Draven whipped his sweaty brown hair with his towel and gave the public gym he was at a little glance. On Tuesdays in the afternoon, it was pretty quiet. There were a couple of people he recognized. He saw Terry in the corner dead deadlifting by himself. He was a pretty big guy, your typical gym bro, all muscles and blonde hair, handsome. It wasn't that strange to see him though he practically lived here and was always trying to convince Draven he needed to bulk up more. Though Draven tho
