[Why does this feel... incredibly professional?]
Just as that comment flashed across the screen, their movements suddenly sped up, changing gaits, stepping backward, diagonal crossing. They were performing the same routine as Daisy Baker and Allan, but when Bonnie and Derek did it, it looked far more refined and elegant, downright aristocratic.
Comments lit up:
[Wait, didn't Bonnie say she couldn't ride?!]
[What the hell? This is totally professional level!]
[Okay, I finally get what Bonnie meant earlier. Her protest wasn't about herself, it was about how unfair things were to Daisy.]
[Bonnie: I'm too damn good. You're not even qualified to compete with me.]
[Hahaha, that was insane, I'm only saying it once!]
[I'm dead. Daisy just got slapped in the face again!]
Daisy shot to her feet, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.
Bonnie Wesley, she could actually ride!
