I wake up from bed with this horrible news. My morning is spoiled already.
~1 Notifications from the Event Reminder~
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Recently so many things happened together that I forgot about this event. I call Olivia to ask her if there's any chance to cancel this one as I don't know how to dance. She informs me that this gala event is an important one as many big names are about to attend.
"Among them, you're absolutely going to be the leading light, ma'am. I guarantee", I clear my throat as I can hear her excitement through the phone, "Overall, this night is going to be worthwhile"
"Okay, I'll see to it", She manage to convince me but it becomes more difficult for me.
I head towards the gym area which is big enough for me to practice at a corner when I see none is there for now. As I start practicing for the night, my eyes peek on him through the mirror.
He is standing leaning by the wall with a genuine smile on his face. I wonder what happened. "When did you came? Next time walk into the room with noise"
"This is my regular schedule. I come here everyday at this time. But you..Shouldn't you be at office?", That's the dilemma.
"I've been invited to a gala event. So I'm here to practice dance", I say to him lowering the volume of music.
"You were dancing a while ago? Are you sure?", He laughs showing his perfect white teeth. I frown upon his question. Was it really that bad?
He cackles with laughter all over the room "Will you stop?", I pout.
"Oh, okay. But this isn't called dance. Listen to it, What do you call a dancing sheep?", He asks me waiting for the answer.
I shook my head for him to understand that I don't know. "A baaa-lerina", he chortled at his own pun. I take a oath to never take him seriously.
"Are you comparing me with a sheep?", I ask him with my brows furrowed together.
"There's no comparison, if a sheep could dance it'd be much better at dancing. Come on, let me teach you", he says while changing the music.
"Oh really, now a doctor is going to teach me how to dance", I snort while rolling my eyes.
"Hey, you're underestimating me. I'm a physiologist during day time. My nights are for bar and clubs usually"
"You're misunderstanding. Gala events are much more different than your random bar and clubs", I correct him.
"Do you know you're the first woman to doubt me this much? At first let me complete"
"Okay, go on", that's because you haven't dealt with a real woman before.
"I've dated quite a few rich girls. I've accompanied them to these galas that you're talking about. Guess what? They all been went gaga over me after those events", he chuckles softly. Bragging and all.
