I felt Kalisto pull me over, wrestling me to the ground. "I'm back from the gym." He whispered in my ear, as I dropped my book and glasses on the floor.
"I can tell," I replied, as he wrapped his arms around my waist, spinning me around. The sweat was pouring from his forehead, yet he still managed to look so handsome. I tucked my head in under his armpit, instantly regretting it. "Oh my you smell." Kalisto pulled away from me in shock.
"No I don't!" He protested, squeezing me tightly.
"You really do, a horrible sweaty smell." It was an awful scent that somehow seemed to fill the room instantly. "It's like you want me to just leave the room."
"I'd never want you to leave the room. Plus, don't you think it's a manly smell?" I shook my head giggling, as he flexed his muscles.
"It's a disgusting smell, if you want to be manly I suggest next time you just give Lynx a go." He inhaled once again, as I shook my head in disgust.
"You must think you're hilarious."
"I may not be funny, but at least I smell good." He looked down in dejection as I kissed his forehead. "Now go wash."
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