Today, after spinning class, I staggered towards to the locker room. I happened to spot these two tall guys, hovering over the volleyball bulletin board. One of them, a sweet faced one, took a glance at me. I glanced back at them back.
They happened to be leaving just as I was passing by, so I was walking behind them. The other guy, a blonde one, took a look at me and asked if I was an athlete. I shook my head and noticed that he was sizing me up. Mind you, I barely reached his shoulder, so it was obvious what he was doing.
He then asked if I was working out. I didn't wanna say I just came from spinning, so I said yeah. He said that was cool. I was relieved that I finally reached the mouth of the locker room, but then the other guy, the sweet faced one, turn to me and said that working out is good for your health. My stupid self said "yeah" and "thanks." Ugh. I won't be surprised if they were talking about me after.
See, this is why I don't have a lot of friends. I don't know how to talk to people. And it sucks coz they were hot as hell, especially the sweet faced one (he definitely reminds me of someone.) I would have offered to suck them both.
Haha. Ciao.
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