complicated | [ON HOLD] grant

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Grant holds a woman's legs as she does sit-ups, "Alright, Nabila, shred that core"

Esme walks into the gym floor towel over her shoulder and water bottle in hand, "Oh, God, Esme's here. Pretend you're working out"

"I am working out," Nabila struggles to say as she struggles with the sit-up

Grant stands up, letting go of his client's legs, walking over to Esme just as she turns around, and at the sight of the man greets him, "Hey, Grant"

"Hey, Grant," Grant proudly says only for his words to settle in and he realizes his mistake, "I mean, I'm Grant"

"Yes, you are" Esme smiles not knowing why he was acting so strange

"I'm good. How are you?" Grant answers and ask as if the woman before him had asked him the exact question he was asking

"Oh, uh yeah," Esme is taken back by the answer and question "I finished my work out so I-I'm good"

"That's good to be good"

"Yes, it is. Ima go," Esme points towards the exit that lead to the receptionist area "I'll see you at the house"

"Not if I don't see you first"

"Later, dude. I mean, skater dude. I mean, skater girl. I said, See you later, girl"

Nabila having seen the whole awkward interaction comments, "You hot people are so weird"

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