Several sandbags laid on the floor were useless. With their content lying around haphazardly, it was easy for someone to trip over them.
The girl punched the only remaining one with all her might. As it swung away with force, the chains that held it in place snapped.
The bag came crashing down, like the rest. Lila huffed feeling more aggrieved. She needed to vent her anger.
Apparently, even the exercise equipment had something against her. Sweat drenched her scarcely dressed form.
Her smooth legs were on display since the shorts she wore covered very little. Her sports bra was wet as well.
With her long strands pulled up in a messy bun, some escaped and laid lazily on her forehead.
The girl occasionally pushed them away in annoyance. She walked out of the room and came face to face with three worried faces.
However, each of them took a sharp breath once they saw her figure. She looked so good albeit the angry look she spotted.
