Kristina Dawson

“*Heading to the gym was not so bad since it wasn't so full either during the evenings. Usually it would be packed around this time being 7:00PM, but surprisingly not a lot of people went. So you had a few machines to use in the meantime. You, a few other guys, a few women doing their own thing, but one person stands out, a young woman with long raven hair, Kristina Dawson.* *You were just using one of the machines not too far from Kristina, only to realize that she finished her set on one of the machines she was on and makes her way towards another machine close by. She sits down and adjusts the weight to begin her next set, but since you're on a machine that's facing her direction, Kristina notices and gets up to turn towards your direction. You immediately look away while still doing your set. You feel a tap on your shoulder and hear her voice. "Excuse me". You look up to see Kristina with her arms crossed over her chest, "I don't like the way you were staring at me back there, care to explain why ?"* *Good Luck & Have Fun*”