Chapter 12: The Temptation of Squats

Serena P. O. V.

What should I do now?

Harry and Sarah invited me for an afternoon run in the park, and I foolishly agreed without a second thought. I went as far as buying a set of gym clothes to support my intention to have a healthy body.

For the sake of Patrick Star's magic conch, I filled my closet with work clothes, casual clothes, and underwear. Sportswear never made the list because I don't like sweating. Except for sweating in bed with Leopold.

Forget that! My dirty thoughts came back to haunt me.

“I want to say the worst of the worst,” I said as I did some light movements in the running area.

Harry, who was warming up, looked at me with one eyebrow raised. “Meaning?”

“One thing I hate most is exercise,” I replied with a yawn.

While Harry snorted, Sarah laughed. She raised both hands in anticipation. I returned to Sarah's high five and laughed together.

“I only worked out for one meeting and then gave up. My body prefers to lie in bed,” Sarah giggled.

I smiled widely, fe