Helanie:
"Yes, sir?" I stood in front of them, my hands tied in front of my body under my abdomen in perfect posture.
Norman had his coat off, his off-white shirt wrinkled from the muscles holding up the shirt at multiple places. He was buff, and today he looked like he had done an intense workout before coming to the hostel.
He had his arm extended on the table, playing with the paperweight, and his body leaned back in the chair.
Next to him sat Kaye on the chair, his arms folded over the table and his head down, but he was watching me through his thick eyebrows.
Maximus stood next to the window, his hands in his pants' pockets and that casual smoldering look on his face.
As for Emmet, he stood behind the empty chair, his one arm folded over the high back of the chair, and his eyes noticing my every move.
