<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://imgur.com/bH7OVq9.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Antoinette 'Netty' Laveau | Marionette<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dorm Room | Campus Athletic Center<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 7th, 2017, mid afternoon<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Laura Kinney | Wolverine<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Flirting - Maybe a little nervous as well<br/><hr/><br/>Well, it was happening and there was no changing that. Netty was about the see the girl in action, well not exactly action - but she was going to see how her muscles worked, for sure. Antoinette was always fascinated by women with muscles. It was always the men with muscles that got any sort of attention. As a lesbian and as a woman, she always admired women with a strength of men. For Netty, it always looked much better on a feminine body in the first place. How the muscles laid out on a woman's natural curves, how she managed to still be both beautiful and powerful. And how it felt when a woman with biceps wrapped their arms around her.<br/><br/>Netty was too excited to just bee near her to notice that she was nervous. It was cute, the fumbling with the hair and turning back to look at her. Netty would only smile when their eyes met, almost smirking to flirt just a little bit. The walk was quiet, except for the chatter of various students as they walked through the halls. The girl mostly kept her eyes forward, occasionally looking down to admire Laura's firm, fit ass. Before long, the two were in the gym, which seemed to be occupied by very few that day.<br/><br/>She was observing the area when Laura asked her about the machine she used to work out. Netty shook her head, that wasn't even a thing for her.<strong>"I hardly work out, so I don't really know where to begin."</strong>at least she was honest, but she did enjoy the gym when she went. Netty stayed away, mostly out of loneliness.<strong>"I'll probably end up following you around..."</strong>she spoke nervously, but her voice did not jump.<br/><br/>It was when Laura offered her a protein bar that she felt the need to make a lewd comment, mostly to ease her nerves. As she exclaimed that the flavor the bar was good, Netty quietly spoke back<strong>"I'm probably a better tasting chocolate..."</strong>she muttered the last bit, then rolled her eyes. She felt stupid.<br/><br/>Netty took the bar, opening and taking the first bite. It was okay, but definitely not something she would find too enjoyable on a daily.<strong>"Technically, I lived on the streets - mostly. It's your typical "lost child with a bright mind, hanging out with the wrong people." sort of story. It's not very entertaining. What about you?"</strong>