<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fNuZkrf.png)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Travis<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Campus Fitness center lobby, Gym<br/><strong>Rolls/Actions:</strong>Exploring Campus (no actions)<br/><strong>Tease:</strong>0<br/><hr/>Travis made his way around the gym; the silence of the city was a bit unnerving for the usually rather social man. His eyes keep looking back to the ghouls that were watching him, he wondered what their purpose was. Were they just there to watch him fuck people? Did they feel anything? Still he was something of an exhibitionist, so it was in his favor to have that audience even if they were a silent one. His cock seemed to throb every time his mind drifted, aching for attention. Maybe a work out would distract him a bit, would also give him a chance to see what was real in this world and what wasn’t.<br/><br/>As he made his way through the lobby of the center, he was slightly startled to hear what sounded like grunting and the clanking of weights. He looked back over his shoulder to make sure there was no one behind him before he entered the Gym proper.<br/><br/>The sight of Drake working out was as hot as it was odd. The beads of sweat were almost too tempting not to mention watching his muscles flex. His mind quickly went to how he could get the other’s body to react like that. Though he could easily tell the other man was stressed, maybe he wasn’t as quick to except the situation as Travis had been.<br/><br/>“Hey,” he said in a voice that was low but not too loud as to startle the other. “Guess you had the same idea as me,” he said pointing to the weights as he reached over to grab one of his own. His eyes slowly dipped along Drake’s body, assessing the other man. He was hot and seemed strong, wouldn’t be terrible to make a friend here, if he could resist the urge to fuck him that was.<br/><br/>Travis slowly started to do his own reps while keeping an eye on Drake, his powerful muscles flexing in the same manner as Drake, perhaps picking up his speed to be just slightly faster than the other in some kind of unnamed competition. “My name is Travis but my friends all call me Hayes,” he introduced, resisting the urge to lick his lips even as the other continued his show. “I figured we don’t necessarily need to battle right now, might be in our interest to get along for a bit?” he asked, still watching the other to make sure he was not going to suddenly try to tackle him.<br/>