"Here, try this." I push the barrel of juice across the table, trying to hide the amount of effort I exert to move it.
"What's in it?" Sean asks. His gigantic fingers wrap entirely around the barrel and lift it up simply.
"It's supposed to be an energy drink," I lie. "My friend is a chemical engineer and he wanted people to try it."
"It's not poisoned, is it?" Sean jokes. He takes a sip from the barrel, but quickly scrunches his face and sets it back down on the table. He instinctively flexes, tucking his arms into his sides and flexing his gigantic biceps. Sean's tight white tank top barely conceals his pecs as they flex upward as well. Sean holds his flexed pose for a second or two before sighing, "I'm sorry, but that tastes awful."
My heart sinks a bit. "Oh really?" I ask.
"What's in it?" Sean asks. His gigantic fingers wrap entirely around the barrel and lift it up simply.
"It's supposed to be an energy drink," I lie. "My friend is a chemical engineer and he wanted people to try it."
"It's not poisoned, is it?" Sean jokes. He takes a sip from the barrel, but quickly scrunches his face and sets it back down on the table. He instinctively flexes, tucking his arms into his sides and flexing his gigantic biceps. Sean's tight white tank top barely conceals his pecs as they flex upward as well. Sean holds his flexed pose for a second or two before sighing, "I'm sorry, but that tastes awful."
My heart sinks a bit. "Oh really?" I ask.