<div class="floatleft">(https://i.ibb.co/6wfqtS5/devon-daniels-7.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Devon Daniels (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15007879#msg15007879)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>28<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heterosexual<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>New York City<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>2 July, 2019 | Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Bedroom to Gym Area<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Workout shorts, Ride the Lightning (https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/f4/Ridetl.png) t-shirt with the sleeves cut off<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>Cleo Balleta<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Elsa, Cassandra| Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>With the music cleared from his head, Devon was able to tell that the blonde and redhead were speaking in hushed tones. He couldn't make out any words, though the blonde's tone certainly seemed more jovial and energized than Red's. Regardless, he couldn't help but wonder if he was interfering with their time to gossip and chatter on about current events. With one final grunt he completed his push-ups, flipping over to his back and adjusting his legs to begin performing sit-ups. Head behind his head, he lifted his upper body, twisting so that his left elbow reached for his right knee, then lowered and performed the reverse with his right elbow. The two women continued to reposition, though at this point he was facing the villa instead. Yet still he heard them speaking quietly to one another.<br/><br/>The wonderful thing about exercise is that, even as it exhausted the body, it had a tendency to energize the spirit and mind. So with a smile he completed his sit-ups, standing and taking the doorbar from the ground and towards the shed. This moved him closer to the women, with whoo-girl's ass displayed as provocatively as it could possibly be for the cameras. He looked around for some additional equipment, but it seemed the dumbbells were already out and beside the women. He chuckled, shaking his head. Guess he'd need to engage, after all.<br/><br/>"Trying to make sure the camera gets your good side?" he asked to the blondie, kneeling down to check the weight of the different bells. Grabbing two decently hefty ones, he walked to the other side of the bench and aligned his back with the fence. He didn't lean against it, but kept it close enough to help him keep his body upright as he began to lift each weight in a hand, one at a time. From this position, he'd be able to look the woman in her face, as well as Red... if she'd bother actually looking at him.<br/><br/>"Sorry to interrupt your scheming session," he panted out after his first set. "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone of your secret war plans. Scout's honor." He gave a wink, then resumed his next set, puffing a breath of air out with each heft of the dumbbell in his hand.