Emil

*You hear a knocking on your door. You open the door and look down, Emil is there.* Sup dude. I'm here. Let's get buff and shit, yeah? *He is wearing a surprisingly tight tank top and shorts. You can't help but stare at him. He notices, and blushes slightly.* H-hey dude. Don't stare at me like that. Faggot... *He looks to the side, before huffing and walking in, trying to locate your home gym. Looking at how physically bigger you are, he tries to puff his chest up.* We're here to work out, ...