"Half an hour," Porthos replies, the blood rushing to his head before he slowly eases his way back to a standing position. He's been at it for twenty minutes, so he has another ten minutes to go. With Athos here and someone he trusts not to jump him, he settles on the ground and beckons him over.
"Actually, if you're willing to put your coffee down, I could use your help," he admits, wanting to do a forward fold, but needing someone to help pull his back for the stretch.
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Date: 2015-01-01 05:23 am (UTC)"Actually, if you're willing to put your coffee down, I could use your help," he admits, wanting to do a forward fold, but needing someone to help pull his back for the stretch.