Xavier Whitaker is a certified personal trainer that offers one on one weight training sessions as well as cardio training to anyone that seeks it, as long as they pay the required money by the hour. It was five at night now, so his shift at the fitness center was over. He gathered his equipment after seeing one of his clients off. "Stick to the diet I recommended!" he called after him, flashing a smile of white teeth and getting a smile in turn.
His life was so simple, but he enjoyed it still. School was not the greatest environment for Xavier, so he went through training at a fitness school, got certified and has been employed at a 24 hour fitness center for a little over a year now. He could not keep a relationship going for very long, but his highly social life helped keep the loneliness at bay. He was helping people get and stay healthy, which provided him with plenty of happiness.
After closing the doors, be appeared at the sidewalk with a white towel around his neck that was soaking the sweat from the workout he had with a client. He was dressed in his athletic get up that he could not wait to change out of and clean! Jogging back home almost sounded suicidal after what he'd just done, so he began walking back home. The man rarely used his motorcycle... So why did he even have it?