[ like yata, weiss had been busy with her own class at the gym, though rather than be a student, she is an instructor. admittedly, it's not as nice and neat (and dry) as her other job as a waitress, but at least here she isn't being referred to as "excuse me, miss"...
just as she's toweling off her brow after a session, she hears her name... or something like it. she glances to the side just in time to see yata's face get sprayed with a jet stream of water — is that fountain broken?
she spends about five, six seconds watching the man struggle to keep the water from spraying into his mouth and all over his face...
before she sharply about-faces and walks away without a word. ]
whoa i never got this notif wth
just as she's toweling off her brow after a session, she hears her name... or something like it. she glances to the side just in time to see yata's face get sprayed with a jet stream of water — is that fountain broken?
she spends about five, six seconds watching the man struggle to keep the water from spraying into his mouth and all over his face...
before she sharply about-faces and walks away without a word. ]