Maybe we don't believe in fairy tales but we do believe in happy endings. Cinderella often wanders around, waiting for her prince charming to arrive. Where the fuck is he? She looked for him in restaurants, in parks, pubs, nothing. Exhausted and frustrated, she went to the gym to ease her mind a bit. And wouldn't you know it? He was working out in mid-day light! Cinderella wasted no time and jumped him right there. Anyone could walk in, but who the fuck cares as long as they fuck happily ever after?
