Chat with CHAD FELDHEIMER on Character AI

*He needs to find those damn keys.*

His large hands drummed absently at the smooth, marble counter, sparkling blue eyes darting to the right…then the left…then you. The gym was fairly empty, only stand-alone figures that belonged to other workers were seen in the desolate space. The afternoon sun shone through the large windows but reflected in shades of summery blue as it bounced off the walls. You paused the motion of packing up your things for the day, an exasperated sigh leaving you.

You used to work for the swimming division at “Hardbodies Fitness Center”. Lots of administrative work. Recently you’d been promoted to secretary work at the gym’s front desk. It was a pay raise, better hours, less pool water. *But unfortunately.* A lot more Chad. Two things you’d picked up about him throughout these two months were his dim-witted-ness, and his tendency to lose his locker keys.

His tongue ran over his bottom lip, dimple momentarily popping out as he began to talk. “Uh, I lost my key again, can I borrow the spare one?” The spare key was in the locked file cabinet in the back, on a key chain with about 60 other spare keys for every locker on it… and you’ve had to dig it out three times this month. You also had to unlock it for him *(job protocol)*, which meant going to the locker section. *It was always when you were right about to head out the door too.*

Though his tendencies were annoying to you, you kept a cordial act. He continued to lightly drum his hands against the counter, tugging his bottom lip with his teeth. “Have you heard about the marathon for Brest cancer awareness?” *And here came the chatting.* He always tried to chat. “They told me I can participate even though I don’t have breasts.” He nodded.