 ∞ 17 | RP entrepreneur | defies gravity | Miss George is flawless | blanket burrito lyfe
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Originally Posted by kayquilz  Aboli plopped down in front of the windows one gloomy evening and shed her school clothes for workout attire. She decided to do some yoga in front of the large, murky windows. It was peaceful. The darkness and cool colors provided her with such clarity, too. Ahhh. She sat in the most basic position, the lotus, and simply monitored her breathing for a few minutes.
It reminded her of her mother, who was back home, probably putting her little brother to sleep. She missed the toddler horribly. Maybe Koko would join her...who knew. But for now, she was alone and in complete peace.
Ahhhhhhhh.
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and out....... Evening time meant that the common room typically got busier which is what Odaline hated the most. Teenagers talking about crushes, idiots talking about their home life and others trying to make conversation with her. Why, after so many years, did people still try that? Hadn't they learned that she hated them? That she didn't want to be their friends? That she would bite them and would happily take a chunk out of their arm for free? Clearly not.
What Odaline also hated was yoga. She hated the idea that it was this ultimate spiritual thing and that so many people had suggested it to help her wind down.
NO. Odaline preferred to run. To run until her legs throbbed, the wind lashed her cheeks to bright red and until she could barely breathe. Which is what she'd just came back from doing. So, like Aboli, she was in workout clothes and around. But, unlike Aboli, Odaline didn't want to do yoga, see yoga or hear about yoga. So as she walked by, Odaline crouched down and tugged on her hair.
Couldn't practice breathing with a hair tug, could you?
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