am-books Chapter 80 False Advertising!
Chapter 80 False Advertising!
Hugo hummed to himself as he tightened the laces on his sneakers. His outfit was on point—or as close to "on point" as his wardrobe would allow.
He looked sharp—well, sharp enough for a yoga date.
After his earlier sulking, he had come to a monumental decision.
Today, he was finally stepping out of his comfort zone, leaving behind his usual shut-in habits for something new.
Today was going to be great. No—amazing. He had a date, an actual yoga date with a girl he'd met on a dating app.
She was cute—okay, scratch that, she was gorgeous. Her profile picture had him convinced that fate was finally throwing him a bone.
After all his awkward attempts at romance and embarrassing failures, this was his shot.
With a spring in his step, he grabbed his phone, slid it into his pocket, and opened his room door, ready to conquer the world—or at least this date.
But as soon as he stepped into the living room, he was ambushed.
"Oi, Hugo!" Collins' voice rang out from behind him. His best friend-slash-tormentor stood in the doorway of his own room, arms crossed, eyebrows raised, and smirk firmly in place.Nôv(el)B\\jnn
Hugo froze, his enthusiasm deflating slightly. "What?" he asked, trying to sound casual.
Collins pointed at Hugo's outfit—sleek joggers and a fitted T-shirt that was slightly tighter than usual to show off his newly acquired muscles from the Muscle Unlock Pills.
"Where are you off to, dressed like that? You look like you're auditioning for a budget fitness ad."
Hugo rolled his eyes, pushing past him. "I have a date, Collins. Some of us have lives outside of your constant sarcasm."
"A date?" Collins echoed, stepping into the room and blocking Hugo's path with a suspicious grin. "Wait, hold on—what kind of date? Don't tell me this is another library study group you're pretending is romantic."
"No," Hugo snapped, defensive. "It's a yoga date. You know, two people, some mats, deep breathing. Very romantic."
Collins barked out a laugh, nearly dropping his pizza. "Yoga? Are you serious? What are you gonna do, impress her with your downward dog? Who is she? Someone from class?"
"Nope," Hugo said, puffing up his chest. "Met her on a dating app. Her name's Daphne, and she's gorgeous."
Collins leaned against the wall, grinning like a shark that smelled blood. "Oh? Let me see a picture, Romeo."
"Yeah... sure..." Hugo muttered, dragging his feet as they entered.
The yoga studio was dimly lit and filled with calming music. Candles flickered on the floor, and the air smelled like lavender and eucalyptus.
It should have been relaxing, but Hugo felt like he was walking toward his doom.
"This place is amazing, right?" Daphne said, dragging him to a corner. "I've been dying to meet today's yoga instructor. They're supposed to be incredible!"
"Uh-huh," Hugo muttered, staring blankly at the mats.
Daphne dropped her bag and immediately began stretching, her neon outfit stretching even further. Hugo, meanwhile, slumped against the wall, glaring at the ceiling and muttering curses under his breath.
"This is all Collins' fault," he thought bitterly. "He jinxed it. Stupid bet. Stupid 59 dollars."
Just as he was about to spiral further into self-pity, a loud, unmistakable PFFFFFFFT echoed through the studio.
Hugo's head snapped toward Daphne, who froze mid-stretch, her face turning a shade of red brighter than her outfit.
"Oops!" she said with an awkward giggle. "Beans for lunch! My bad!"
Hugo blinked. He stared at her. Then blinked again. Of all the things that could've gone wrong today, this was not on his list.
This... this was officially the longest and most painful yoga date of his life.
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[A/N: What would you do if you were Hugo? Let me know!]
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