SOFIA VASQUEZ.
Considering she was still establishing herself as a personal trainer in Kingsholm, her schedule was rather empty. As a result, she spent most of her shifts at the front desk of the gym. She was glad she was attached to the gym and thus wasn’t dependent on specific paying clients to earn a living. Besides, it was fun to help the beginning gym-goer who was still learning the ropes but wasn’t quite prepared to pay for frequent personal training sessions.
When someone approached the desk, she looked up and offered them a polite smile. “Welcome to Run The World. How can I help you today?” The standard phrasing was a remnant from her days of working in LA. Where they’d found it very necessary for her to announce the name of the gym whenever welcoming any guests or clients.
In all honesty, munching on remaining Halloween treats had gotten to Porter unexpectedly. Here and there, he figured a few candies wouldn’t kill him. Yet, when he decided to scale himself, which was an idiotic decision on his behalf, gaining two pounds by horrible food choices caused him to realize running helped out but he needed to make a change. It wasn’t like anything was simply affecting his figure. He kept everything toned and in pristine condition because running was his excuse to get out of his house whilst music blasted in his ears and he got lost in the moment. It was still something he intended on doing but additional help was useful. It was time to invest in a personal trainer.
Nestled in a winter coat, feeling as the frigid winter temperatures starts to take it’s toll around town, knowing it was a short walk to Run The World but better safe than looking like an idiot wandering around the streets in comfortable clothes for working out but warm as well. Entering into the establishment, he sighed as he was greeted by the front desk, his digits resting on the counter and gazing over the general area, “Hi,” he breathed, clearing his throat. “Uh, I think it’s time I start to invest in a personal trainer. I guilty gained two pounds from the Halloween treats which didn’t get taken hostage by the kids and now I regret every moment of me snacking. So yeah, this is why I’m here.” A full life story and explanation to explain toward the woman over why he was here. This had been the most words Porter had spoken to a stranger.










