“Do you think I have baby-weight?” Arizona asked looking in the mirror.
“No. Babies weigh like 10 pounds. You’re way fatter than that,” Freja responded as she laid in bed and smoked a cigarette.
“Real nice,” Arizona responded.
“What. Sure. It’s a generalization. I don’t know what ALL babies weigh, but I bet a majority of babies weigh around that,” Freja admitted as she blew a cloud of smoke towards Arizona’s baby weight.
Freja decided on yoga, for Arizona.
“I’ll pay,” Freja said.
Arizona didn’t want to take her charity and refused.
“I meant I’ll pay you to do yoga,” Freja said, then slapped Arizona on the ass and then sat down on a wicker chair in the “observation area” of Arizona’s workout.
****NOTE THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION*****