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𝙄𝙈𝘼𝙉𝙄 𝙂𝙍𝙐𝙉𝙏𝙀𝘿 as she thrusted the 110LB weights up, feet planted solid on the floor, as her shoulders rested on the bench. She decided to do one more set of 5 before relaxing and rolling the weight off of her.
She snatched up the pink water bottle and quickly gulped down the water and took heavy breaths holding her arms on top of her head, to calm herself down.
Ohhh my goddd— Imani thought to herself as she let out a deep breath and stiffly walked towards the gym mirror, legs feeling like spaghetti noodles.
Imani then took out her camera to take a progress photo, post it to her story.
Although she turned her story replies off for people she didn't follow back, she felt her phone vibrate from the story likes that she did receive.
Imani put her phone away, and put the weights back from her last work out.
She headed to the locker room to grab her duffle and make her way out the door, she felt her phone vibrate, looked at the screen seeing it was a text from her friend Brittany.
Imani began to switch gears in the car and pulled off, making her way to her house.
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Sitting at her vanity, and it now being 9PM, after Brit confirmed which club they were going too, Imani decided to do her hair herself, going with a simple high pony.
