♡ Chapter 09 - Deadly Treadmill ♡

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Chapter 09| "RIGHT." I spoke to myself unwrapping the small towel from around my shoulders. "I can do this."

I placed the towel onto the stand before approaching the treadmill. My hand reached forwards as I placed my two feet onto the part where they were supposed to go.

I switched on the speed before beginning to walk. . .quite slowly might I add.

"Ma'am?" A male worker suddenly approached me, ten minutes later. I rose my eyebrows waiting for him to speak. "You might want to adjust the speed because you don't really benefit from walking."

"Walking burns a lot of calories, I'll have you know! Fast walking can burn twice as much!"

"But you're not really going fast. You're going at a snails pace."

"Some snails might go fast, that's offensive to all snails."

"I'm pretty sure snails don't move very fast."

"Stereotyping, sir!" I exclaimed. "Are you a snail?"

"What?"

"Are you a snail?" I asked adjusting the speed faster so I could start jogging.

"There you go-"

"Are you a snail?" I repeated pressing harder.

"Um, no. Do I look like a snail to you?"

"You never know. I'm not the one who stereotypes snails, am I?"

"I wasn't-"

"Oh but you were!"

"You know what, I think-" he swallowed. "I think I'm gonna go. . ."

I stopped immediately and turned in his direction.

Not before shrieking when I moved backwards and found myself landing on the ground. I stared upwards at the Treadmill with shock and offense on my face as it continued to go without me even on it.

"Tia?" Glancing upwards I repeatedly blinked trying to adjust my sight.

"Mason?" I asked causing him to smile before crouching and helping me onto my own two feet.

"I don't think treadmills like you that much." He teased and I playfully rolled my eyes.

"Is everything alright?" The same male worker came back.

"Ye-"

"Yes everything's fine." I sharply stated before walking past Mason and the male worker. No thanks to you.

Then after noticing that Mason wasn't particularly following after me, I turned back around and grabbed his hand before pulling him after me.

He placed his hand over my shoulder instead. "You know I was kind of about to ask if you wanted to go grab a drink or something but this works too."

Uh oh, looks like a gym mishap
happened.

Ahahahahahahahaha.

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