HER: “I was next for this treadmill!”
ME: “No, you weren’t. I’ve been standing here waiting for almost fifteen minutes, and you weren’t anywhere in sight. You literally just came out of the locker room.”
HER: “Do you have any idea who my father is? He owns this gym. Your membership could disappear with one phone call. Honestly, maybe that would be doing you a favor. Take a look at yourself. I don’t think all the equipment in this building could fix that body.”
The room went silent.
A few people glanced over, pretending not to listen. Others stared directly at us, waiting to see what would happen next.
She stood there with a smug smile, convinced her family name gave her the right to take whatever she wanted—and say whatever she pleased.
What she didn’t realize was that her little outburst had just caught the attention of someone standing only a few feet away.
Someone she definitely wasn’t expecting.
And within the next few minutes, the entire gym was about to witness a lesson she would never forget.
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