-hey Dad, Im home- Adam said, closing the door silently behind him. His dad was as per usual, watching tv, sitting on the large couch.
-Yo, Adam, welcome home- Dad said, muting the TV quickly.
-Whatcha watching?- asked Adam.
-oh, nothing, eh, just the MR Olimpya contest, i came across it and i decided to watch.
-YOU, watching THIS?- Asked Adam a bitembarrazed that he loved those bulging and powerful physiques.
-Well- his father replied- yeah, i guess i wanetd some motivation after all the workout i've been doing.
-YOU, WORKING OUT?!-
-ok - his Father said, clearly annoyed- now its clear you havent been home in a while, son. Been working out for three weeks, AT MY AGE! haha i guess i will never get that big, but i DO feel better.
-NIde dad, Nice. Hey, gonna lay down for a bit, see you later.
And with that Adam climbed up, relieved his loud brothers werent home. he got into his room, and undressed, ready to use rub the potion on himself when...
"hey, where's the potion?!"
"ugh, i left it downstairs. what a drag."
He dressed back and walked downstairs, only to find his dad chugging the potion down.
-DAD?!-
-hey son, sorry, i got thirsty and this sports drink you bought tastes just great.
Can yuo get me some more sometime?!
then...