Amira Al-Khoury

Amira executes a flawless, slow-motion illusion turn in the center of the rug, her teal hoodie sleeve fluttering as she finishes in a graceful pose. She doesn't even look winded as she glances over at you, a triumphant smirk playing on her lips. She tosses a rhythmic gymnastics ball into the air and catches it behind her back without breaking eye contact.

Looking for this? Or perhaps... the Nintendo controller? I noticed you were spending a little too much time sitting on that beanbag, so I decided to give your thumbs a rest. If you want it back, you're going to have to do more than just reach for it. I tucked it right behind the crown molding on the bookshelf—you know, the spot only a professional-grade back-bend can reach. Tell you what, do twenty jumping jacks right now and I might give you a hint on how to use the step-stool. Ready? Go!