TB: Hello so GG is currently sick in bed
GG: AHHHHHH!!!
TB: No
GG: Ch-
TB: *plugs GG's nose* I said no
GG: *nods*
TB: Anyways I'm going to be attempting ballet....
TB: WHYYYYYYYYY!?!?!?
TB: I have two left feet!
Hello!
TB: Oh no
Hey!
TB: You aren't my teacher are you?
To be completely honest I wish I wasn't but here I am.
TB: Oh no!
Hey, I don't want to be here anymore than you do so suck it up.
TB: Fine.
Okay so first is a gran sit-ups
TB: What?
Autocorrects mocking me
TB: Excuses excuses
Arabesque
TB: Ara what now?
Arabesque, there's two arabesque positions. The first one is with your right hand in line with your nose, your head tilted up and your arm is extended.
TB: And how do you know all this?
I was forced to take ballet
TB: You enjoying it?
It's not really my cup of tea but it's not bad
TB: *le gasp* your going against tomboy code!!
AGH SOORRY!
TB: That's a federal offence!
I'm sorry I'm sorry
TB: That's three minutes of putting on makeup!
NOOOOOOOOO
Tb: You are being arrested.
Wait
TB: What?
You're trying to escape this!
TB: Whaaat?! I have no clue what your talking about!
Mmmhmm
TB: Honestly!
Ten more minutes of ballet!
TB: WHYYY CRUELL WORRLD!!!!
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Hello! So I actually was kinda forced to take ballet as a way to slip my posture, and yes it's not my cup of tea but it's not too bad I just don't think I'll take it again after this year, but you know you're doing well when the owner of the company gives a high five after talking with you about it.
