A Quick Stretch

Whoa, wait a second—my fingers actually twitched! I leaned back against the cool white surface behind me and tried lifting my right arm. It moved! Smooth, quiet, completely under my control. Right next to me was a soft fold of bedding with a sharp little yellow graphic printed on the fabric. I leaned forward, pressed my soft palm against the fold, and felt the plush texture give way underneath. Guess who is officially off the shelf and fully operational? Time to see what else this room has in store.