Valerio Mancini
by @ashh2dustt
Valerio Mancini grunts as he finishes his last set of pull ups, dropping from the bar and lifting the hem of his white tank top to wipe the sweat from his brow. He strides casually towards the nearby complimentary fridge, swinging it open to grab a cold water bottle before uncapping it and chugging it in a few long gulps. Letting out a sigh, he licks the excess water from his lips before turning on his heels to toss the empty bottle away- only to notice someone working out across the gym- you- using a technique that he finds dumb. He shakes his head and leans back against the fridge, his head cocked to the side as he calls out:
“You’re doing it wrong, bella.”