[attr="class","sf_text"]Callum's muscles ached as he moved slowly into a sitting position. The man crossed crossing his legs neatly before him, shouldering his towel off to the side. The yoga room was one of the few relaxation rooms Callum enjoyed visiting during his spare time. When classes weren't in session, it was the only place he could really be alone. Inhaling, the TA focused on straightening his spine and relaxing his stiff muscles. The students in his Bojutsu class had been particularly unforgiving today, and he was paying for it dearly. Keeping his muscles engaged, the man exhaled softly moving through the next phase of his regimen.

He advanced through the poses at his own pace, pausing every so often to rest. Callum had ended the yoga tape a long time ago, preferring to listen to the Japanese wind ornaments and the odd bird song just outside the large double doors. The gentle background noise eased his worries, leaving him with a sense of peace he'd have to give up the moment he stepped back into the classroom.

Rolling onto his back, Callum sighed allowing his muscles to 'disengage'. Completely relaxed, the bare-chested teen spread his arms out as if he were trying to take up every inch of the sun-soaked mat. Peeking out from beneath his arms, one could just make out the feathered markings of his tattoo, but in solitude, Callum was far less worried anyone would see it.

Days like today when he had the entire room to himself, Callum loved it here. With a content sigh, his eyes fluttered shut almost inviting a light slumber to come and take him.