She watched the group from the outside, noting the dynamic, reflecting on vibes. So much had changed and grown in so few weeks. The instructor sat a distance away as she stood opposing, in neutral. Then a glance. A look with a question mark from one, an invite from another. She grinned to herself as it occurred to her that she was one of them.

All this, regardless of the fact that she could not juggle.

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