Shopping Spree

Noah stood in the gym, staring at the pool of sweat that had accumulated under him after his intense workout. He shook his head, smirking to himself.

"I need to hire a cleaner or this place is going to turn into a disaster zone," he muttered. His mansion, as grand and impressive as it was, had a downside: the space needed maintenance, and that sweat puddle was only the beginning.

Sighing, Noah walked over to the storage closet, grabbing a mop and some cleaning supplies.

After a few minutes of wiping down the floors and getting everything back in order, he tossed the mop aside, satisfied with the job. "Time to hit the shower," he said, heading to the bathroom.

The cold water from the shower hit him like a refreshing wave, washing away the exhaustion from the gym. His muscles relaxed under the crisp stream, and he felt the tension from his workout melt away.