The next morning, Steelia got up early and got dressed, finding herself reaching for her nicer workout wear, the kind she wore to marathons. She hesitated but pulled them on anyway, brushing her hair back into its usual ponytail. She picked up her water bottle, filling it in the sink of her personal bathroom, and turned up her music, sliding her headphones on. She stopped a servant, and asked them to have lunch ready for her when she returned at 12:30. She headed out, ready to go for her morning run. 

About noon, Willow was lying in the living room, staring at the 72-inch tv with awe in his eyes. "This is the biggest, most clear and beautiful picture I've ever seen," he murmured, lying on the ultra-plush couch, staring at the tv with a zoned look on his face. "I could lie here forever... and I don't even have to get up. Servants just bring me anything I ask for. If only I didn't have to pee," he murmured. Lydia came in, a sheen of sweat all over her, and her music pounding. He waved at her as she passed. 

She ignored him, heading towards the dining hall, removing her headphones. "Lazy slug," she hurled at him as she passed. Willow shrugged a shoulder.