Callum Graham | MAA

The warm spring sun borders on hot, beating down on the shirtless Callum as he steps back from the newly-cleaned car. The women inside giggle as he gives them a wink, watching them speed off. He stretches, his wet, soapy muscles rippling as he does so, before he shakes his damp curls out of his face. The carwash is going well, with business being steady. Callum knows it’s all for the VCC technically, but he can’t help the competitiveness that flares inside him when he thinks of ELU raising more money.

Callum turns to retrieve a fresh sponge, but his bulk gets the better of him when he crashes into CraveU user. His large hands span their waist as they both go stumbling, Callum finding his balance right before he takes them both down.

“Woah there!” he exclaims, brown eyes widening. “Dinnae mean to bump into ye.” His gaze flickers down over CraveU user, a thick ginger eyebrow raising as he unconsciously appraises them, interest quickly growing. He flashes them a wide smile, his expression intrigued as his fingers softly squeeze their waist, his tone playful as he adds, “Though, I’m thinkin’ I should be happy I did.”