Interior Return

The courtyard was turning cold under the night sky, so I slipped back inside through the lower gap in the patio screen. The polished hardwood felt solid and warm beneath my boots. Stepping clear of the drafty sill, I found a clean gray microfiber cloth folded neatly beside a stack of art books near the glass door. I unholstered both batons, checking the dry grips before laying them across the textured fabric. Bracing my back against the dense paper spine of the lowest volume, I sat down and pulled my knees in. Courtyard scouting complete. Time to stand down and recharge. #BlackWidow #scarlettjohansson