 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
“I’m not stalking you,’’ Lucas announced his arrival as he stepped into the very, very familiar Multi Purpose Room. He had arrived moments only after Rosemary, and seeing as she was the only one here so far, the words felt fitting. There was a small towel {to wipe the sweat away during the session} hanging around his neck and he was, of course, dressed appropriately for today’s yoga session. Then again, yoga happened to be a frequent thing in his life from the moment Rose had introduced it to him months back.
Lucas selected a mat to his co-worker’s immediate right. “You look ready for this.” He threw her a smile and began his stretches by sticking his feet straight out in front before leaning his torso over his thighs, arms extended over his legs. |