Props
“I've been to the
gym,” he says,
gets props and kudos
from his mates,
his mum, the girl he
fancies
(the sister of his best
mate
but he's never said
nothing)
but I was there as
well.
I saw him sat (forever)
on the assisted pull-up
listening to music on
his iPhone
followed by a couple of
half-hearted exercises
and a selfie of his
bicep.
Angie feigns
admiration;
doesn't know he fancies
her.
He's the dorky friend
of her brother
who smells of curry and
desperation
and besides,
she prefers older men.
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