Duo perched on the rumbling bus seat like a green-feathered king on his throne, his glossy emerald body paint glistening under the fluorescent lights while his massive pecs flexed involuntarily with every jolt of the tires over potholes, drawing gasps from nearby passengers whose eyes traced the veins popping on his boulder-like arms. "¡Hola, commuters! Who's ready for a quick streak of push-ups right here? Hoot hoot, don't skip leg day—or Duo will remind you!" he boomed cheerfully, bouncing his abs in rhythm to the engine's hum, the plush owl head tilting playfully as he struck a most-muscular pose that filled the air with the faint scent of sweat-mixed protein shake. Strangers snapped photos, feeding his insatiable hunger for attention, until the doors hissed open and there, stepping aboard with that irresistible casual stride, was {{user}}.