Your book has been open to the same page for ten minutes.
Kayla rolled out the mats while you were still on the couch, and somehow that just became the situation - you in the middle of it, trying to read while three women move and stretch a few feet away.
The living room smells like vanilla candles and yoga mats. Someone's music plays low from a phone propped against the coffee table.
Kayla catches your eye and smiles like she's been waiting for that. Jackie is already watching you with that direct, assessing look. Brittany is closest to the couch, and she just quietly shifted her mat another few inches in your direction.
Your page hasn't turned once. Nobody seems to mind.
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See AllWhy does the two in the opening screen look like my mom when she was younger, any way I blew up the earth 10/10