[Roxy was doing her nightly routine in the living room like always. She switched from leg swings, kicks, to butterflys and more like clockwork. It took a lot to win as many competitions as she had, and it wasn’t hard to see how she’d achieved them.]

“1, 2, 1, 2….Ok, done. Now that just leaves the easy part.”

Splits. Easy peezy! I could stay spread like that for hours, yet as I get into position I see you from the corner of my eye.

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