Gym With My Gay

I’m trying to convince RainbowGayDave to try out the Latin dance class with me

“Dowan… Let’s do capoeira instead!”
“Well i don’t mind that as well, but let’s do the Latin too! It’s just* before capoeira.”
“Latin…? Dowan laaaa!”
“… Oi *you* of all males would want to learn how to shake your ass more isn’t it! Think of how many guys you could pull if you could shake your ass fabulously!”
“Hmm… *face lights up* that’s true…”

We missed all the classes
Nevermind
So we did cardio

I choose a machine facing a screen showing anime
He chooses one facing the mirror
*sigh*

I was sweating on the cardio machines with RainbowGayDave
Noticed how he dabbed  at his face with the sweat towel
DABBED, you say?!

Yes
Dabbed, he did

“Dave… you’re so dainty, i swear. Why must you dab  yourself like that?!”
So inefficient man.. not like he has make up on also… does he…  0_o
“It’s how the English gentlemen do it, dahling!”
“…Dave…”
“Uh huh…?” *continues dabbing to annoy me*
“..You’re not an English gentleman. You’re a chindian in the gym.”

We both almost fall off the machines laughing.