I went to the gym tonight. You know, just a normal day. Ran, workout, then practice for cheer. Well, at 24, there’s a Group X room where they have Zumba and Turbo Kickboxing and all that, with the big groups of people and an instructor leading. Yeah, you get the picture. When they don’t have classes scheduled, it’s free for anyone to go in and do whatever they want. I go there to cheer. There’s a usual group of breakers that go there to session. I know a few, then there are others that I see all the time, but don’t know. We’re on that ‘I’m gonna say Hi to you because I see you all the time but I don’t really know you’ kind of basis. But tonight, it was empty because it’s a Saturday. So I’m in there, pulling stretches with a sports bra and cheer shorts on. The usual attire for a cheerleader, might I add. I like to see my form and correct it. Well anywho, one of those breaker dudes that I don’t really know walks in. We greet each other and whatnot and I continue to pull stretches. Note that we’re the only two people in there. In the middle of one of my stretches, I see the dude ‘texting’ in the corner of my eye. Okay, then, I hear a shutter noise. The ones that go off when you take a picture. Okay. Awkward. Shirt on. Walk away. Didn’t say bye. Weird as hell. Let’s hope he was taking picture of himself.. It’ll be weird seeing him after this hahaha.