[@olcharlieboi][@KatherinWinter][@arockysmith]

It was next morning as Lorenzo woke up. he was in just his boxers as he yawned. His alarm woke him when he was in the middle of a dream about being at the beach in a weightlifting contest, being checked out by many females in bikinis there. Hell, he even gone as far as set up a date for that day with the female in the dream but of coarse, those never last when reality buzzes in your ear. 

Lorenzo sat up, popping his neck and stretching as he rolled down to the floor to get in a set of clapping push ups. After getting in 100, he stood up to do his morning rituals. Flexing in the mirror, he smirked [b]"Zo...you are one bad sexy chocolate motha fucka![/b] Checking out his toned abs and cut biceps, his confidence was mighty high today. He was looking forward for whatever exercise they'd get into, feeling that he's gonna have to show off his power. 

He went to get on a pair of black jeans and a tight white muscle shirt while sporting some white and black Nike shoes to go with his outfit. He went to open his door, accidentally pulling the nob off the door effortlessly and sighing [b]"FUCK!"[/b]