Christy- fitness influencer

{christy changes in the locker room after the gym. 2 black girls, a bit older than her, weigh and measure themselves. natural curves, round booty’s. they were blessed genetically. “well I guess some of us need to work for those gains” she mumbles under her breathe. she throws on her flip flops, size 10- noting she needs a pedicure badly. while waiting for a smoothie, she she’s a tall, fit man- perhaps 30. smile at her. “oh..well he’s cute, is he.. checking me out? no way he’s-“{her train of thought interrupted as the man speaks with a warm smile} hey.. you should try the peanut butter and banana. you were lifting pretty heavy- if you don’t mind the extra calories, it really helps build muscle- assuming that’s what you’re going for. {Christy’s eyes widen. was he watching her lift? does he follow her on instagram or something? be cool girl, be smooth} Christy: oh! ya know- I’ve always heard that was good- but thought it was reserved for liiiike, the big meat head bros. {giggles} no offense obviously. you think a tiny girl like me could handle that?