So we reached the gym in time to register for the bikes for RPM. We thought it was a class by L, but to our shock, another instructor whom well, I despised. A LOT.
Beau: So? Joining or not?
Clayden: (double confirm with the receptionist) She's taking the last class as well?
Receptionist: Yeah, that's the last class for today.
Beau: So? Going or not?
So loudly even the receptionist smiled.
Really. Sometimes it's not about the technique or the class. But visual impression plays a lot. Apparently, even when everyone else think she's hot (and was made the model for the gym's timetable booklet all the time), I never liked her.
She's got the "LAN SI" face.
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